Ruth is a young looking woman, easily mistaken for being in her mid thirties, ten years less than her actual age, which she wasn‘t about to reveal to anyone that didn‘t need to know. She is a natural redhead with big green eyes, has never had a problem with her weight, and her breasts which are 36C’s are still just as perky as they were when she was a teen.

Ruth has been divorced for a couple of years now. After a failed marriage and a couple of lousy relationships, she currently has resigned herself to being single and enjoying it. It’s not that she wouldn’t like to have a man n her life, but she has decided she’d rather be alone than be with the wrong guy. She could always rely on her battery operated friend to take care of her physical needs anyhow.

The drive home from work usually takes Ruth about half an hour, but the way the snow was coming down, it turned into an hour and fifteen minute drive. By the time she hit town, she was exhausted. She decided to stop by the station where Jason works to pick up bread and milk before going the rest of the way home. That way she could at least check on him and make sure everything what alright.

Jason is what you’d commonly refer to as a good kid. He goes to school full time and works part time to help his Mom pay for it. He’s a good looking young man, never overbearing, and always willing to lend a hand to someone in need. Ruth has always been very proud of him, and she’s always had every right to be.

When he saw her pull into the station he felt relief, he had been trying to call her at the house just to make sure she got home alright and was starting to get quite worried. At least now he could stop worrying and concentrate on his job. He reminded her he’d be working till 11:00 and promised to come straight home after work. You know how mothers worry, but the drive home from the station is only a couple of miles.

By the time Ruth finally made it home, there were almost six fresh inches of snow on the ground. She gave the sidewalk a quick sweeping and finally went inside. She had to call both her Mom and her sister to let them know she’d made it home in one piece and decided to take a nice long hot bath to relax.

She had a nice long soak in the tub then fixed herself some dinner making sure to fix enough for Jason to heat up when he got home. She had barely finished eating when the power went off. The house was pitch black but luckily for her, she loves candles so she was able to quickly get at least a small amount of light. She thought that perhaps she should check the breakers until she looked out the window and saw that the power was off all over the neighborhood. “Oh great!” She thought, “The snow must have knocked down some wires.

Ruth knew there wasn’t a thing she could do but wait for the power to come back on. She resigned herself to the fact that this was going to be a very boring evening. She soon nodded off and was awaked by Jason coming in the door. As she looked at her watch and saw it was only 10:00 she started to worry.

“What’s wrong Jason? Why are you home so early?” she quickly asked.

“Nothings wrong Mom” he answered, “The power is just out, can’t pump any gas without electricity.” he added.

Without any power Ruth was unaware that nearly the entire county was without electricity. The snow storm was bad, roads were being closed, power was out, there was nearly a foot of snow already, and it wasn’t showing any signs of slowing down.

Ruth got up and heated up the supper she’d left for Jason, “At least we have a gas stove.” she thought. She couldn’t help but notice that the house was already getting a little chilly. She hadn’t thought of it till then, but quickly realized it was probably going to be a very cold night. She knew there was no use in complaining, they’d just have to make the best of a bad situation.

After chatting with Jason for a few minutes Ruth decided she might as well just go to bed. She put on a nice warm sweat suit and crawled under her blankets. Despite the cold and worrying about waking up on time for work in the morning, she quickly drifted off into a nice deep sleep.

Ruth had no way of knowing what time it was, but she was awakened awhile later by Jason. He was gently shaking her shoulder and saying “Mom, wake up, it’s really cold in here! It’s so cold I think we could freeze to death in here!”

Ruth felt immediately how cold it had become. To think they’d freeze to death was probably a bit extreme, but it was very cold indeed. She knew however, there wasn’t much they could do about it. “go get the comforter off of your bed and put it on top of my blankets, then get under here with me” she said. Then adding, “The only thing I can think of is that we’ll just have to share our body heat.”

Jason wasn’t about to argue with her, he went and got the comforter, put it atop her blankets, and snuggled up to her as quickly as he could. The were both shivering at first so they snuggled up close and it worked. Sharing their body heat under the blankets made them comfortable enough to drop off into dream land. The rest of the night passed without incident.

When Ruth awoke the next morning, it was with a start. She was laying on her side and Jason was snuggled up close to her. His arm was around her and his hand was cupping her breast. She could here tell by the way he breathing that clearly he was sound asleep. So she gently took his hand and pushed it way from her boob. She then reached for her watch and got another start, it was a half an hour past her starting time at work.

She quickly jumped out of bed and the stark reality of the power still being off hit her like a slap in the face. The house was absolutely freezing and one quick look out the window told her she wasn’t going anywhere. The snow plow hadn’t come anywhere close to their street yet. She quickly grabbed her cell phone to call the office to let them know. She was relieved in a way when a security guard answered and told her that the building was shut down for at least the day. It seems the storm had dumped so much snow that there was a state of emergency and nobody was going anywhere.

It was so chilly that she felt her best option now was to heat some water on the stove for some coffee and get back in bed while she waited for it. Jason was still sound asleep laying on his back. She snuggled up close to him to warm up and put her arm around him.

Ruth felt a bit strange being snuggled that close to Jason, especially after waking to find his hand cupping her breast, but she was too cold not to. As she waited for her water to boil she thought it over and realized that in his sleep, Jason was merely looking for warmth, she assured herself it had to be something unconscious that he wasn’t even aware of.

When she heard the kettle whistle, she quickly got out of bed, fixed herself a cup of coffee, and got back into bed. A couple of minutes out of bed told her exactly where she was going to stay until the heat came back on. Right there under the covers.

“Oh God it’s still cold in here!” Jason said as he awoke making Ruth laugh.

“Just stop whining mister!” she said to him. Adding, “We’re going to be stuck in this bed till the power comes back on and I’m not sharing my bed with a crybaby!” then she told him, “If you have to pee, go, and if you want some coffee the water is still hot, I just boiled it, if you’re getting out of this bed fine, but hurry up and get your butt back into it and keep me warm!”

“Now look who’s whining.” Jason replied sarcastically and crawled out of bed to take a leak. “brrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!” He too felt like the cold slapped him in the face the moment he stepped out from under the covers.

He hurried to pee, then grabbed a quick cup of coffee. He couldn’t wait to feel the warmth of the blankets again. He snuggled up close again to his Mom and she wrapped her arm around him. She had her head on his shoulder and absentmindedly put her hand under his sweatshirt and was caressing his chest. It felt warm and she saw no harm in what her hand was doing.

They weren’t saying much, just enjoying the warmth and as Ruth’s hand continued to caress Jason’s chest, he slid his hand under her shirt and caressed her lower back. This went on for quite awhile, neither saying a word.

After awhile, Jason began to become aroused and he prayed his Mom wouldn’t notice. He didn’t ant to get turned on, but he was. He didn’t help his own situation though when he slid his hand into his Mom’s sweat pants and started to caress her panty clad ass. He had done it so slowly that until his hand covered her ass she hadn’t really even noticed it.

They lay like that for a long time, neither saying a word. Ruth was lost in thoughts of how nice Jason’s hand felt upon her ass and he was thinking how nice her touch upon his chest was. As they continued to caress one another many thoughts ran through their minds. Many of them they tried to block out. There had never been ay sexual tension between the two before but there was a definite tension growing now.

Jason had an erection and it mortified him. He could only imagine how bad his mother would freak out if she knew. He tried to think of anything he could that would make it go away, but it just wouldn’t. he even removed her hand from Ruth’s bottom, but it didn’t help and his hand would absentmindedly slide back every time he removed it.

Ruth meanwhile had become aware of Jason’s arousal. As she had caressed his chest and stomach her arm had hit a certain lump a couple of times. She wasn’t sure what to think about it. She understood that a young man holding a woman would become aroused, even took it as a compliment, but was a bit embarrassed to be holding him in that state. She didn’t notice however that as if of a mind of its own, her hand kept getting closer and closer to the top of Jason’s sweat pants until it made contact with the hem line. She didn’t go beyond that, but the thought crossed her mind.

The silence between them continued for quite some time, until finally there was a noise that brought them both back to their senses. The ringing of a cell phone. Jason hopped out of bed to get it and for a moment Ruth caught a glimpse of the rather large tent in front of his sweats. She tried not to think about it, but at the time there wasn’t much else to think about.

Jason brought the phone into the room and handed it to his Mom. It was her sister Elaine calling to see if they were making out alright. She had been able to find out that there were telephone poles down all over the area and it might be a couple of more days before anyone had power. When Ruth told her that Jason her she were snuggling together to keep warm, Elaine actually told her she was jealous.

“I wish it was me that got to spend quality time in bed with that gorgeous boy!” she said.

“Stop being a sicko!” Ruth then scolded her.

“Oh you know I’m just teasing” her sister assured her, but adding, “But don’t do anything with him that I wouldn’t do.”

When Ruth hung up the phone she tried to get her mind off of such thoughts. There was no way she was sexually attracted to Jason and he certainly wasn’t attracted to her. She assured herself that his arousal was simply a guy being a guy. Rubbing against a woman’s body will do that to a guy she thought.

She told Jason that she was getting hungry and went into the kitchen. She started the stove up thinking something hot would feel good to them and it’d heat the place up a little. This a least got her mind off of sex for awhile. What she had no way of knowing of course was that Jason was trying his best to get his mind off of it too.

By the time the meal had cooked and was eaten, the kitchen began to cool off again. Ruth crawled back into bed before he chill set in but Jason stayed out in the kitchen to call a couple of friends on the cell. By the time he finally crawled back into bed he was freezing.

Ruth was laying on her side and he snuggled up to her spooning as close to her as he could get. He was so cold his entire body was shivering.

“Oh you poor boy,” Ruth said,” hold me close and I’ll warm you up.”

A few minutes of holding his Mom did the trick. He was finally getting warm again. His body responded by becoming aroused again though. He got a hard on and this time there was no hiding it. It was pressing right against Ruth’s body. He was mortified but she didn’t say a word about it.

Ruth was also mortified, but she didn’t think saying anything about it would help. She didn’t want him to think she was bothered by it. She knew he couldn’t help it. She also didn’t want him to be embarrassed. It just happened. So she said nothing all the while finding herself actually enjoying the feel of it pressing against her.

Jason found himself wanting to grind against his Mom but knew he couldn’t. he held her very close with his arm just under her breasts and wanted so badly to touch them. He didn’t dare do it though. He had tried to get his mind off of sex but just couldn’t. now it’s all he could think of.

Neither knew that the other was thinking the same thoughts. They each were just becoming growingly more frustrated by trying not to think such things. It got to a point where you could almost cut the sexual tension between them with a knife. Jason couldn’t stand it anymore and rolled over flat onto his back and let out a deep sigh.

Ruth quickly rolled over and asked, “What’s wrong Honey? Is something bothering you?” A stupid question no doubt, but it was the first thing that had popped into her mind to say.

“No, I’m ok Mom, I just needed to shift, I was getting a cramp.” Jason replied. He couldn’t’ tell her what was wrong but they both knew. He wanted to so badly, and had no idea that she had also reached a boiling point and almost wished he’d tell her.

When Jason he rolled over Ruth had turned so that she was facing him. Having felt his erection pressing into her for so long had made her so wet she couldn’t stand it. She put her hand on his chest just as she had before but this time she couldn’t seem to control herself. She looked him right in the eyes and said, “If you tell anyone about this I will kill you.” and with that she slid her hand down his belly, under his sweat pants, and grasped his hard cock.

She was trying to tell herself she’d just stroke his cock, give him the badly needed release he needed but she couldn’t stop herself. She kissed him on he lips and then started working down his chest, his stomach, and then pushing his sweats down, she began to kiss his engorged seven inch cock.

“Oh God Mom, I love you!” exclaimed Jason, “I’ve been thinking about you all day, I didn’t think you want to do this!”

With that she told him to just shut up and started licking his shaft. She licked from the head down to his balls, taking time to kiss and lick his entire ball sack. She then licked her way back up his shaft and then opened wide and swallowed his cock. She was loving every minute of this as much as he was.

After several minutes of Ruth giving him head he knew he was getting close to exploding. “Mom! Mom! You’ve got to slow down! I’m going to cum soon if you don’t!” he said with urgency.

Ruth quickly took her mouth off his hard cock and told him to help her get her sweat pants off. This took a few moments with them trying to stay under the blankets and it was just the break Jason needed. Once her bottom was off she straddled his face and lowered her pussy to his mouth and resumed sucking his cock.

They licked and sucked one another in a frenzy. Ruth came the moment Jason touched her clit with his tongue and didn’t slow down a beat. She gave him a wondrous dose of her love juices and sucked all the more so she’d get a dose of his.

Just as Ruth was about to experience her second orgasm Jason’s cock swelled in her mouth and she felt it begin to pulsate. They filled each other’s mouth’s with sweet creamy love juices. It was a moment neither ever wanted to end but like all good things it had to.

Ruth curled back into Jason’s arms and gave him a huge kiss. It was like no other kiss they’d ever shared before, but was only the first of many to come. They shared the juices that were in their respective mouths as they did.

As they kissed as lovers for the first time, suddenly the power came back on. Ruth laughed and told Jason, “Hurry up and go shut out the lights honey, then get your ass back into this bed, Momma needs fucked and she needs fucked right now!”

 

 

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He said ‘I’ll be right back, I am going to get some protection’. Did he know he was going to get lucky?…..I wonder. He returned with a condom on and got on top of me, and mounted my submissive pose I was in. I felt him slide his cock inside me slowly, but filling me all the way up. I screamed out and grabbed my spiked heel, as the only thing to hold onto. So there we were having sex in the missionary position as I watched my legs tied wide and my stiletto feet in the air.

Then time sort of stood still as I heard the hardwood floor creak outside my door and the door open. We sort of froze in the middle of our sexual act…him on top of me…me tied to the bedposts, my legs tied wide with my stockings…and my step-mom was standing in the doorway! I closed my eyes for a second and started trying to pull my wrists loose. He panicked and jumped off me. Everything was a blur and I remember her screaming at him to get the hell out. I was looking at my wrists as I was still trying to get them loose and was twisting and pulling my ankles, but making the nylon dig into my ankles tighter, as if squirming would get me loose. I didn’t see him grab his clothes and run out, but I guess he did it naked, and still with his condom on! I could not see, but I could hear my stepmother yelling something at him as she sort of followed him, or chased him, out of the house. I don’t think he even said a word the whole time! He was probably in shock!

I realized I wasn’t getting my wrists or ankles undone and had only got the knots tighter, the nylon now digging into my ankles and obviously leaving a mark. I lay there thinking ‘I am so fucked!.. This is embarrassing.’ I lay there for about 5 minutes and I tried slipping my wrists out of the belts, but that didn’t work at all and made them tighter. There wasn't even a blanket on my bed for me to try to wiggle under. I heard the footsteps coming back down the hall and looked over my tits and my dripping wet pussy to see my step-mom standing at the doorway. I was tied and there was nothing I could do as she looked at the vulnerable position I had put myself in. I think maybe she was waiting for herself to calm down before she came back in. She was caught off-guard too. I saw her in the doorway again shaking her head, and I just looked up at the ceiling TOTALLY embarrassed. She didn’t say anything, she just came over and after some work, untied my ankles, letting each slump onto the bed. She then untied each of my wrists still with neither one of us said anything. After that, she walked out of the room and I heard her go downstairs. I stayed upstairs and got dressed in a pair of shorts and a tshirt and put her stuff back where I got it. I was stone sober now! I sat down and wondered what to do next.

I figured I had to eventually face her and I walked downstairs. She started the conversation, which didn’t involve any yelling. I apologized and told her how embarrassed I was. She actually gave me a speech about watching what I did and who I was with, and she objected to that behavior in our house. It went a lot better than I thought and ended with me asking ‘You are not going to tell dad are you?’ She promised she wouldn’t as long as I was more careful with what I did. She told me he could have done anything to me with me tied up like that. I didn’t say anything and tried not to smirt thinking ‘that was my plan’. I went up to my room, still totally embarrassed as ever from the episode. I tried to call my prom date on his cell phone and no answer. Either he had the phone off, he was out getting drunk wondering what just happened, or he absolutely didn’t want to talk to me. With all the stress that had happened, I went to bed exhausted.

The next day I didn’t leave my room until lunchtime. I went downstairs and my brother had got home and my dad was there. They were all in the kitchen with my step-mom having lunch. My dad asked me how the prom was, and I replied ‘good’ . My step-mom acted like nothing happened and I am pretty sure she didn’t say anything. Whew! I went into the living room and watched TV for a while and got online to check my Email. Later, I went up to my room and there was a shoebox on my bed. I stopped and knew that I didn’t leave it there. I opened it and inside were the black 5” strappy stiletto heels I had on last night with a note! I didn’t recognize the box probably because I was so tipsy last night, but I did recognize the handwriting. The note said ‘You can keep them, they look better on you and you’ll probably get more use out of them’. I was in total shock! I closed the box. I walked out of room and down the hallway and noticed my mom walking down the hallway toward me. I stopped. She passed me with a smirk on her face, as I looked totally embarrassed again! Amazing!

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    “Well after you cum there’s something I want to discuss with you so hurry up.” Amanda said and quickly returned to her greedy sucking. Frank knew that could only mean one thing; trouble. Every time she wants to talk he ends up doing something he didn’t intend o do.

    In a matter of a few moments Frank was Cumming in her mouth and she was greedily swallowing it all. She gave him the chance to calm down and catch his breathe then she was ready to talk.

     “I can’t get the picture of you and Mom messing around out of my head Uncle Frank” Amanda said then adding, “I want to see it; I want to see her playing with your cock.”

    Frank was speechless at first, he hadn’t fooled around with his sister in about twenty years, how was Amanda going to see it happen.

    “I’ve got it all planned out.” Amanda said. “I know exactly how we’ll make it happen.”

    Now Frank knew he was in trouble. She’s such a strong willed girl never takes no for an answer. He already knew she’d dog him till he at least gave her plan a try. He thought maybe if he just played along she would see it was ridiculous.

    “Ok girl, let’s hear this plan of yours?” he asked; never dreaming that she might actually be onto something good.

    “Ok here’s the plan, Mom loved watching you beat off, and so we are going to set it up so that you catches you doing it. Hopefully her memories of the games you two played will come flooding back and she won’t be able to resist.” She said spelling out her plan.

    “Now how’s that going to happen?” Frank asked, knowing his sister would never do anything with someone else in the house even if she were interested in doing so.

    “Oh that’s easy.” Replied Amanda patiently. “Dad’s never home anyhow, and I’ll just park my car around the corner and she won’t know I’m home. I’ll hide in your bathroom and leave the door open just far enough to be able to peek out. You’ll be on your bed beating off and will call her into your room. From there we just have to hope she takes the bait. If she doesn’t you just blame it on your mental state due to he divorce. She could only get so mad at you, you’re her baby brother.”

     Frank had to admit it, the plan was pretty good. If it didn’t work out they could just use his divorce as an excuse. Anybody going through such a tough time emotionally could make a big mistake and it would be forgiven. Her plan just might work. At least he thought it had a chance.

     They discussed it in a little further detail and set their sights on pulling it off on Friday night. Dad would still be out of town and it was very believable that Amanda would be going out on that night anyhow. In a way of celebrating the cleverness of their scheme they got a quick fuck in before anyone else came home.

    When Friday evening came everything fell into place. Amanda parked her car around the block and when it was nearly time for her Mom to get home she went ahead and hid in Frank’s room. They decided that it’d probably work best if Frank wasn’t waiting for Denise to come home already naked. He should greet her first and then based upon her mood figure out a way to entice her to his room.

    Denise came home right at her usual time and Frank gave her his normal quick hug to greet her. He did hold on just a moment longer than he normally did but wasn’t sure if she even noticed. He had no way of knowing that she had needed a hug just then. She was it was really starting to bother her that her husband was on the road so much. She was very glad for Frank’s presence in the house if for no other reason than just some company.

    After a few minutes of small talk Denise said she was going to go up to her room and change. Before she could leave the room though; Frank gave her another hug. “What’s this for?” she asked him, but not minding a hug one bit.

    “I’m just thankful that you have let me move in here Sis. I really had nowhere else to go.” Frank replied, and as he did he let one hand slide down and partially cover her ass. Just let it seemed natural not sexual.

    “I’m glad you’re here Frank, I really am.” She replied to him. Adding” I wish you weren’t going through such tough times but I get to have your company so I’m just glad you’re here.”

    He held her for just a moment longer and said to her “When you’re done changing your clothes come to my room, I want to show you something.”

    “Ok Frank, I’ll be there in a minute, but what do you want to show me?” she asked.

    “Just want to show you something, it’s something you use to like. Back when we were younger. You’ll remember it when you see it I think.” Said Frank and he let her go. She told him she’d be right there and off each went to their respective rooms.

    As Denise changed let Amanda know she had to hurry up and get hidden and he disrobed. Amanda hid in the bathroom as planned and Frank crawled onto his bed and started to play with himself. The whole situation was exciting to him so he was hard in a flash. He was just beginning to pump his cock to a rhythm when he heard a tapping on his door.

    Frank took a deep breath and yelled “Come on in Denise.” Praying she wouldn’t totally freak out.

    Denise was greeted by a sight she had played back in her mind so many times over the years. A memory she’d tried to suppress but every so often it would resurface. Seeing Frank sprawled out nude on his bed with his hand stroking his cock caught her off guard. She froze in her tracks and couldn’t move or speak.

     At this point Amanda could see Frank plainly but she couldn’t quite see her mom yet. As she watched him continue to stroke she could tell he was looking right at her mother. This turned her on so much she stuck her hand down inside of her panties which by this point and time was all that she was wearing.

     After what seemed like an eternity to her Denise was finally able to speak. “What are you doing Frank? Why are you showing me that?” was all he could get out.

    As Frank replied he continued to stroke his cock. “I think often about you Denise. I loved when you used to watch me jack off and I miss that. I’m lonely Denise and I’m horny. Could you do this for me just this one time? Could you just sit here on my bed and watch me beat my cock for old time’s sake?’ then he quickly added, “Nobody will know and you can’t deny the fact that you used to love watching me do it.”

    “That was a long time ago Frank, I admit that yes I did enjoy our little game but I’m married now. I have a daughter. I can’t do that again. It just wouldn’t be right” were Denise’s words but she never took her eyes of his cock while they spoke.

    Frank responded to her by saying “Please do this for me, just sit here on the edge of my bed like you used to and watch me. Nobody needs to know about it but us.” Then he thought to add “With Mike on the road so much any more you have to be lonely too. There’s no harm in just watching me is there?”

    Denise wanted to say no and just storm out of the room but something deep inside of her. Some force she couldn’t say no too made her come further into the room until she was now standing right beside his bed. This made Amanda quite happy in that she could now finally see her Mom.

    Frank patted the bed next to himself signaling her to sit beside him. She was trembling as she obediently complied. “Is Mike’s this big?” Frank asked her. And she simply shook her head. “Have you thought about mine at all over the years?” he then asked her.

    “Yes” She admitted, adding “Many times; I’ve tried not to but the memories would just come back. You are right; I used to love watching you play with it.” She couldn’t believe that those words were spilling out of her mouth but there was something about seeing his big fat cock again that had stirred up something inside of her. As much as she wanted to be the conservative obedient housewife she tried to be the part of her deep inside that wanted to be sluttish was taking control.

    Amanda was having a tough time staying quiet. Her fingers were very busy rubbing her pussy and she had to struggle not to make any vocal noises. She was just wowed by hearing her mom, the very mom she thought to be a prude, admit to such things.

    Frank stopped stroking his cock for a few moments. He was getting too close to exploding and wanted this to last. He knew Amanda wanted it to last as well. He decided that it’d gone this far so he might as well see how far he could push it. “Why don’t you take off your clothes and show me that hot body of yours?” he said to Denise. “Seeing you has never failed to get me off.” He added.

    As if in a trance she pulled her tee shirt off and quickly undid her bra exposing her still firm tits to him. “Just this one last time can’t hurt I guess” she said. She didn’t mention how much it used to turn her on to let Frank see her naked.

    “Denise you are still as pretty as ever. “ Frank told her as he began to stroke his cock again. He was rather surprised by the way she went along with everything so far and he wasn’t about to quit. “I want to see all of you though. Please take off the rest.”

     She rose up off the bed just long enough to push down her pants and her panties.  When she sat back down on the bed her leg was right up against his leg. “I’ve got to tell you Frank; this is the most exciting thing that’s happened to me in a very long time. I can’t believe myself but I am really thankful that you decided to bless me with this surprise.” She said without thinking. She was as surprised as he was to hear the words. They just rolled right off of her tongue as if she were no longer in control of herself.

    By this time Amanda had quietly removed her panties and she was rubbing herself furiously. She had to fight with herself to keep from storming into the room and fucking Uncle Frank right there in front of her Mother.

    “I bet you’d just love to stroke again wouldn’t you Denise?” Frank said, knowing damned well she wanted to. “Go ahead, I want you too.” And with that he offered his sister his hard cock.

    Denise was a bit hesitant but as if it had a mind of its own her hand touched his knee.  She slowly began to slide it up his leg until it was about an inch from his cock. “Should we really be doing this Frank, it’s not too late for us to stop.” She said but she knew he wasn’t going to say stop.

    Before Frank could respond; her hand cupped his balls. He took his hand off of his shaft and let her take over. She felt his balls for a few moments then put her hand around his shaft. As she began to stroke it her mind raced and she couldn’t control what she said. “Oh God I forgot how good your big cock feels. I have missed it so much Frank.” She said lustfully.

    With that she lowered her head and kissed the tip of his cock. She then opened her mouth and swallowed it savoring the forgotten taste. Frank moaned as she gave him head and Amanda was losing control of herself. Seeing her mom giving head was driving her wild.

    Frank had by this time forgotten that Amanda was even there. He had his head back and eyes closed just enjoying the blowjob he was receiving. Denise of course was oblivious to her presence as well; that is until she felt a slap on her ass and her daughter’s voice saying “Oh God you look good with Uncle Frank’s big cock in your mouth you slut!”

  Denise screamed “Oh my God! I thought you were out for the night!” and she tried to get up and run out of the room. Amanda stepped in front of her and blocked her way. She tried sidestepping her but again Amanda stood in her way.

    “Where do you think you are going Mom? Amanda asked her then adding, “You aren’t done sucking that big cock yet.”

    Denise came only then realized that Amanda was naked and that she must have seen everything that’s been going on. “Let me out of here Amanda this isn’t funny.” She said.

    Amanda was not about to lose control of the situation. “No you need to get back on that cock. He hasn’t cum yet and you need to finish him and if you don’t I’ll just have to go grab my cell and give daddy a call.”

    Denise knew then and there that Amanda had her by the proverbial balls. There was nothing she could do but do as told. She crawled back up onto the bed and started to suck on Frank’s cock once again. He had lot his erection after Denise had panicked but it quickly swelled back to its full glory with Denise’s help.

    Amanda kept slapping her Mom’s ass as she watch her suck and was calling her dirty names and telling her what to do. “Yeah Mom suck that cock. Lick his balls and get him ready to cum. Be the slut know you are.”

    After several minutes of this Amanda decided it was time to heat things up even more. “You want to fuck this slut Uncle Frank? Do you want to finally feel what its like to slide that big hard cock of yours into her tight pussy? She asked excitedly.

    When Frank said yes she mad her Mother lay down on her back and spread her legs. Amanda pointed out that they were going to need to shave her pussy later and get Mom up to date but Frank really didn’t care he just wanted to fuck. He climbed on top of her and slid his cock into her wet snatch. Despite the way she’d acted about being caught; Denise was wet and ready. She as finally getting to feel that cock inside of her after all these years and she loved every minute of it.

    Amanda had position herself so that she was kneeling at her Mother’s head she got a nice view of Uncle Frank’s cock sliding in and out from there. She started to really feel left out though and without warning she got up on her knees and moved forward enough so that her pussy was right above her mothers face. She didn’t ask her Mom if she wanted it; she just lowered her pussy right to Denise’s mouth.

    Denise had never before eaten another pussy but she tasted it anyhow. She found to her delight that she liked it. Amanda was squatting over her face commanding her to lick and she gladly obliged her. She licked her daughter’s pussy like a pro as her own brother fucked her hard and deep.

    Denise was the first to climax. She had a hard time concentrating on the pussy being shoved into her face while she orgasmed but id her best. Frank and Amanda soon followed suit. They both erupted at about the same time. Amanda filling her Mother’s face with her love juices and Frank filling her pussy with his wonderful cum.

    They all collapsed into a heap on the bed arms and legs entwined. They stayed that way for a long time. Nobody saying a word until finally Denise wanted to know if they’d had this whole evening planned out in advance. Frank just laughed and said, “Talk to the boss about that one.”

 

 

 

 

    

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    Her name was Amanda, she was 19 at the time of this story, she’s blonde with blue eyes, has a personality that just draws people to her, and has a body to die for. She wore panties and just a bra or just a tee around the house a lot and she saw no reason she should stop just because Frank was going to move in for awhile. She likes to be comfortable and it made her feel sexy, he was just going to have to deal with it as far as she was concerned.

    Frank liked the view alright; it was just the fact that it was his niece that he was looking at that bothered him. He had just moved into his sisters home for awhile so he could get back on his feet after a nasty divorce. At the time of this story he was 40 years old, two years younger than his sister Denise, slender in build, most ladies would consider him a real looker ad he has a certain charm that seems to work on them every time.

    Frank was sitting at the kitchen table reading the newspaper when Amanda had promenaded in with just a short top and a pair of sexy pink panties on. With a killer body like hers he couldn’t help but look. Any normal red-blooded man would. She was standing at the kitchen counter fixing herself some breakfast and her panty clad ass looked just perfect to him.

    Amanda looked over her shoulder at him and caught him looking. She just smiled at him and turned back to what she was doing. “Can I get you some more coffee before I sit down Uncle Frank?” she politely asked.

    “Thanks, yeah sure.” He replied. The sound of her voice had made him realize he was staring. He tried to stare at the paper while she filled his cup but found his eyes wandering to the outline of her breasts through her short top and then down to the front of her panties.

    As Amanda finished pouring the coffee she placed a hand on Frank’s shoulder and said, “Drink your coffee before it gets cold Uncle Frank, maybe it’ll take your mind off of my panties.”

    “Oh I’m so sorry Amanda; I didn’t mean to stare at you like that!” Franked stammered. He really did feel bad for checking her out the way he had, but he couldn’t help it. “I honestly don’t mean to stare at you like that Amanda, you just aren’t wearing much, and to be honest, you’re a very pretty girl, look just like your Mom at the same age. Couldn’t help but stare at her when she ran around in her panties either.”

    “Mom used to run around her panties too?” Amanda responded in surprise. “Prim and proper Mom?” she questioned him.

    “Well she wasn’t always so prim and proper.” Frank replied. “Before she got together with your Dad she was a lot more fun, used to drive me crazy all the time, running around in just her bra and panties.” And with that Frank realized he’d already said enough. “Maybe I’ll just go into the living room and finish reading the paper.” He quickly added and hurried out of the kitchen.

    Amanda wasn’t through talking with him yet though. She just followed him on into the living room bringing her cereal and cup of coffee with her. He plopped onto one end of the long l-shaped couch and she nestled onto the other end. “Come on Uncle Frank, that’s not fair, you started telling me so you have to finish, so Mom wasn’t always such a prude?

    “Your Mom isn’t a prude.” He replied, adding “She just married a man who is very straight laced and she changed her style to match his, that’s all.”

    Frank hoped the conversation would just end with that point but Amanda had other ideas. He tried to ignore her but she was just plain persistent. “I’m waiting Uncle Frank, tell me how Mom drove you crazy.” She said.

    Frank wasn’t thrilled but he could tell Amanda wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Look Amanda, we were teenagers, teenagers’ think like, well teenagers; all hormones and no brains. I never should have mentioned it. You’re Mother looked every bit as good in skimpy little panties as you do. I admit it. I liked the view, I like the view of you too, let’s just leave it at that, ok?”

    “No let’s not just leave it at that.” She replied, “You said she drove you crazy and I want to know about it.”

    Frank was getting very uncomfortable. Memories that he’d never shared with anyone were flooding back into his mind. Memories he thought he could never share with a single soul. Now his own niece was demanding to hear all about it, and wasn’t going to give up until she did.

    He decided he might as well tell her at least a little or she wasn’t going to let it go. “Alright miss nosy, I’ll tell you, but you cannot tell your Mom I told you this or she’ll kill me.” Frank said.

     “I won’t say a word, I promise.” Swore Amanda; “I’m just really curious because Mom just turns beet red at the slightest mention of anything sexual and here you are telling me how she used to wear skimpy clothes and drive you wild.”

    Frank pondered his thoughts for a moment and decided to just be as vague as he could. “All I can say is that at your age she was very sexy and she knew it. Used to walk around just like you, wearing practically nothing.” Then he went on, “I was a normal teenage boy, and it turned me on. I’d keep telling her she should put more clothes on and she’d get a kick out of it. She knew she drove me crazy and she liked.” And then he added, “Your grandparents were no help either, just like your Mom and Dad are with you, they could never tell her no,  If she wanted to parade around like that, they weren’t going to stop her.”

    Frank thought that maybe that’d be enough to make Amanda happy but he was dead wrong. Her curiosity was far from satisfied. She continued to grill him for more information. “So you are saying she knew she had an effect on you and she just kept doing it anyhow?”

     “That’s exactly what I was saying.” Frank replied.

     As Frank said this he noticed for the first time that Amanda’s legs had parted. She wasn’t exactly spread eagle but he still had a lovely view of her panty covered mound. He took a big gulp to steady his nerve. He was getting very uncomfortable between the view and the conversation.

    “So Mom was a dick tease?” Amanda asked bluntly.

    She never saw this side of her mother and it intrigued her. She couldn’t really explain why if you asked her, but there was something about finding out her mother teased her own brother that was exciting her. She absolutely wanted to know everything.

    “Dick tease is a nasty way of putting it Amanda.” Frank admonished, “She was far from a dick tease anyhow,” he knew the second he said that, he shouldn’t have. He had no doubt that he’d inadvertently opened up a real can of worms with that remark.

    Amanda jumped on the remark right away. “Well if she wasn’t a dick tease then what was she?” she asked quickly. Then remarking, “If you get a guy all hot and bothered and do nothing you’re a dick tease, plain and simple.”

    Frank said nothing, he just couldn’t but his silence gave it away. He was getting more and more uncomfortable but strangely at the same time, recalling incidents of the past was exciting him as well. Maybe he did want to talk about this after all.

    “Come on Uncle Frank, I want to know what went on. If she got you all hot and bothered all the time and wasn’t a dick tease, then you have some explaining to do.” Amanda said. She herself was feeling aroused by the conversation and she parted her legs just a bit because of it. That didn’t escape the notice of her uncle for a second.

    Frank stared at Amanda’s crotch as he said, “If I tell you, you have to promise that it goes no further than this room, I’ve never told a single soul about this and I don’t want your Mother to know I told you. You have to promise or I’m not saying another word.”

    “Ok I promise.” She replied, adding, “What you tell me is going to be just between us, I promise.”

    Frank cleared his throat and began to speak, “Your Mom knew she got me all hot and bothered running around in next to nothing, I know she knew because I told her more than once.” He continued to stare right at Amanda’s panty clad mound as he spoke, “I can’t believe I’m about to tell you this but here goes. One day when she was running around just like you are, wearing next to nothing, I told her that I was going to have to go up to my room and beat off because she was making me so horny. Well she asked me if she could watch, I thought she was kidding but I told her sure. She followed me to my room, which I honestly didn’t expect.” At that point Frank moved his eyes from Amanda’s mound up her body and looked directly into her eyes.

    Amanda was enthralled to say the least. She looked almost like she was hypnotized by Frank’s words. She smiled at him, spread her legs wider, and said, “Please go on Uncle

Frank, this is so hot I can’t stand it.”

    Frank continued, but was getting more and more uncomfortable, his cock was rock hard in his jeans and he desperately wanted to play with it. “Well, she followed me up to my room and I started to strip. As soon as she saw my hard dick she asked me if she’d caused it. Of course I told her yes and she giggled.”

    “She liked seeing it? She liked that she made you hard?” asked Amanda enthusiastically.

    “She seemed to really enjoy seeing it; I’m not going to lie to you. She sat there and watched me beat it until I came.” Frank said, then adding, “Then she told me she’d be glad to watch me anytime I wanted her to.”

    “So did she?” asked Amanda, “Did she watch you do it more than just that once?”

    “Yes, many times, it became kind of a real thing for us, anytime your Grandparents weren’t around, she come to me wearing almost nothing and I’d start beating off.”, answered her Uncle truthfully.

    Amanda paused for a moment then said, “I have to ask; didn’t she ever touch it?”

    “Yes” Frank replied sheepishly.

    “Oh wow! I have got to hear every juicy detail about this! This is so hot I can’t stand it!” exclaimed Amanda, and having said that. She blatantly slid a hand down inside of her panties.

    Frank responded to that by saying “Amanda I think we need to stop talking about this, I think we’re both getting a little too into it.”

    Amanda just smiled and asked him, “Are you getting a boner Uncle Frank?”

    “That’s enough Amanda!” Frank curtly replied. “You must know I am, heck you’re the one with their hand in their panties, I think this is getting to you too.”

    “Show it to me Uncle Frank; let me see your cock” Amanda replied without any hesitation. When she said this her hand began to move around blatantly inside of her panties.

    “This is going just too far Amanda.” Frank said; but his hands began undoing his jeans anyhow. He quickly undid them and slid them down; his shorts came off in the same motion. Frank’s hard eight inch cock sprang to full attention and Amanda was pleased to see it.

    “You have a beautiful cock Uncle Frank, I bet Mom loved it. So tell me about her touching it, I want to know everything.” Amanda said lustfully.

    Frank began to stroke his cock, starring directly between Amanda’s legs as he spoke. “She just watched me the first couple of times, couldn’t take her eyes off of my cock, but didn’t do anything. Then one time as I was stroking it, she put her hand on my knee and then slowly slid it up till she touched my balls. Then she slid her hand onto the shaft and started to stroke me. Didn’t take me very long to cum, I can tell you that.” Frank told her.

    Frank’s tale was getting Amanda so hot she couldn’t take it. She quickly pulled off the little top she was wearing and then just as quickly pulled off her panties. She had her legs spread wide showing her Uncle her beautiful shaved pussy which was dripping wet.

    Frank was quick to respond, “Wow Amanda, you’re just as beautiful as she was. Maybe even prettier with it all shaved like that. Shaving wasn’t the in thing back in those days.”

    “Did she sever suck it Uncle Frank?” Amanda asked sexily. “Did she ever put that big nasty cock of yours in her mouth and make you cum?”

    “Yes, once.” Frank admitted sheepishly.

    “Oh God Uncle Frank, this is so fucking hot! I just have to know, did you fuck her? Did you ever put that big fat cock in her pussy and fuck her silly?” Amanda asked with lust.

    “No, that’s the one thing I never did get to do with her. The day after she sucked me off she met your Dad and our days of messing around were over for good.” Frank told her with a touch of regret.

        “Well you are going to fuck me right now!” Amanda said and quickly got up and stood in front of him. She then straddled is legs and guided his swollen cock into her soaked pussy.

    His cock easily slid into her and she began to ride him like a stallion. They were both grunting and groaning like animals. Both of them were completely enrapt by the feelings in their groins. Amanda started screaming at Frank, “Fuck me Uncle Frank, Fuck me like you wanted to fuck Mom!”

    “Oh God Amanda; you’re pussy is so tight and wet!” was all Frank could manage to say. He did his talking with his hard cock instead. He used his mouth to pleasure her tits and his hands cupped her ass. They fucked hot and heavy like that for several minutes until both were ready to erupt.

    Amanda finally screamed. She had a massive orgasm that shook her entire body. “Oh God Uncle Frank she yelled! You’re big cock is making me cum so fucking hard!” with that she gave into herself and let the orgasm consume her completely.

    Frank had held on as long as he could and now needed to cum himself. He told Amanda he was about to cum and she quickly climbed off of him and engulfed his cock and took his sweet load in her mouth. She never spilled a drop.

    After that they just held each other for awhile and basked in the feeling of being freshly and completely fucked. After quite awhile Amanda finally broke the silence. “I would love to have been a fly on the wall and watched you and Mom mess around. That has to have been so hot.” She said.

    “I can tell you would have enjoyed it girl.” Was Frank’s reply, adding, “But you’ll just have to be happy with hearing about it, nobody else on this planet knows anything about it.”

    “No, I want to see her sucking on your cock like I did and I always get my way.”, Replied Amanda with a wicked smile on her face.

     

 

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    Sometimes the roads we travel in our lives have unexpected turns. My life these past few months have been filled with them. It all started when my husband moved out. He had been having an affair and needed to "find himself". I think it's some kind of middle age crisis but he's gone. I would have been willing to try and forgive him and move on but he wasn't interested.

    Our divorce got pretty ugly. I guess part of finding himself was protecting his income. He hired one hell of an attorney and was kicking my ass financially. I had only ever worked part time and had been mainly a homemaker, but now I had to work full time and money was pretty tight. There was no way that I was going to be able to afford our house so I had to move into an apartment. I wanted to stay in the same school district for my son's sake so I had to settle for a small two-bedroom place on the second floor of an apartment complex. Quite a change from the five bedrooms, three baths, and four acres place we'd lived in for the last ten years.

    My son is John; he had no choice but to live with me. Part of his father's "finding himself" included cutting him out of his life as much as he cut me out. This really hurt John but there wasn't anything I could do to convince his father not to do that. He not only didn't want John to move out with me; he even stopped coming to John's football games. Just completely cut both of us out of his life.

    I thought I should describe both John and myself to you before I go on; just so you have a mental picture of whom we are. John is a sixteen and a sophomore in high school. He's quite athletic and is already the starting quarterback on his team. I'm probably a bit biased but I think he's very good looking; in fact he's the spitting image of his father at the same age. He's pretty out going and doesn't seem to go unnoticed by the girls at school.

    My name is Grace; I'm 34 years old, (yes I had John at a fairly young age) I', told I'm pretty by most guys I meet, and I'm not in bad shape at all for my age. 116lbs; 36B's; and blonde with blue eyes. I think most guys would refer to me as a MILF.

    As I look back I now know where this story begins. It was the day after we moved into this apartment. I was in the one and only bathroom doing my makeup. I was wearing a pair of panties and a small dressing robe. John started knocking on the door begging me to hurry up. "Please Mom! I really have to pee, I can't wait much longer!" I was running very late for work though and I really needed to finish what I was doing. I opened the door and told him to come on in. "Aren't you going to step out Mom?" he said.

    "I really need to finish and get to work Honey" I said, "Just go ahead and piss, I'm too busy too look If I don't get my butt to work I'm going to be in trouble." And I didn't look although I did notice he turned his back to me as much as possible; and looking back I realize that relaxing our standards to accommodate this apartment and using the bathroom together is where this got its start.

    After that it became commonplace for us to share the bathroom. After a few times of tinkling with me in the room I couldn't help but notice through the corner of my eye that he'd stopped turning his back to me. He was now just standing in a normal position when he took a leak. This isn't a big deal really; I'm just pointing out how we'd become more relaxed around one another if for no other reason than we had to.

    It wasn't long before this more relaxed attitude concerning our bodies carried over into the rest of the apartment. I would now walk about in my dressing robe and a pair of panties or bra and panties. He's go about in just his boxers. It wasn't like we were gawking at each other though. It was just easier a lot of the time to go about these ways than bother to try and hide.

    One Saturday morning John had slept in till nearly noon. I didn't begrudge him doing that at all. He'd had a game the night before and it was a real dogfight. His team won by a point and he really had gotten knocked around in the process. Even though cooking was my favorite activity in the world I was busy preparing a big dinner for him when he got up.

   The kitchen is an eat-in kitchen and he plopped down at the table wearing just a pair of boxers. I asked him if he'd like a something to eat. He said he'd like a bowl of cereal and a cup of tea if I didn't mind and of course I was glad to get it for him. As I set the bowl of cereal in front of him by pure chance I just happened to look in the direction of his lap and I had the sudden surprise of seeing his penis.

    The opening on the front of his boxers was hanging wide open and I got an eyeful. I'm sure he hadn't meant for me to see it and I certainly wasn't trying to see it, but see it I did. It wasn't hard or anything like that but just seeing it sent a jolt down my spine. It was just something I wasn't ever supposed to see and it really took me by surprise. I looked away quickly and returned to the dinner I was working on.

    As I worked I couldn't get the image out of my mind. I don't know if it's because John looks so much like his father did at that same age, or if it's because I hadn't been with a man for several months, or what is was but I couldn't stop thinking about it. I kept telling myself to just forget it but try as I might, I just couldn't.

    I finished getting the dinner prepared as best as I could and set things aside so we could eat later. I thought I'd get the dishes washed and went to the table to collect John's bowl and cup. When I was picking them up I couldn't help myself and looked to see if I'd get another peek. I did; his penis was still exposed and this time I took a good look. I couldn't believe myself but here I was checking out my own son's dick.

    I returned to my dishes and John said, "I think I'm going to go soak my aching bones in the tub for awhile." Which I thought was a good idea.

    He was in the tub for somewhere around twenty minutes and I worked on finishing the dishes. The whole time I kept thinking about what I'd seen. I just kept envisioning it in my mind and, well to be down right honest, I was getting wet between my legs. I was trying to make myself think of something else but I just couldn't.

    I wondered to myself if I'd get another peek at it if I went into the bathroom and found myself going knocking on the door. John told me to come on in and I told him I had to pee. "Come on in Mom, you know you don't have to knock." And I walked on in.

    I found myself a little disappointed that he had the shower curtain drawn back but what could I do.   I sat down to pee and asked him, "Hot bath helping you feel a little better?"

    "Yeah, it really feels good." he said, "I think every bone in my body is bruised."

    One thing about watching your son play football since he was 9 is that you end up learning a few things about the game. I engaged him in some conversation about the game and he pushed the curtain back a bit so we could talk. Much to my disappointment though I still never got another peek at his dick.

    The image of what I'd seen stayed with me throughout the day and into the evening but I never got another glimpse. When I went to bed that night I had a good time playing with my pussy thinking about it. As I rubbed my clit the only thing in my mind was his dick. I kept wondering what it would look like hard and if I'd ever get to see it that way.

    On Sunday it was my turn to sleep in. when I got up John was lying on the couch and watching television. I had on just my short robe and a pair of panties and sat at the table to read the paper and drink some coffee. Once or twice I felt his eyes on me but when I looked up, he quickly turned away. I kind of just shrugged it off, thinking to myself that it was probably just my imagination. I can't deny I had checked him out the previous day, but there was no way he was checking out me. Why would he? He has his choice of all the hotties at school and I'm just dear old Mom.

    "Hey Mom!" John called to me, "what do you have planned for today?"

    "I haven't really thought about it John" I said. Then asked, "why? Is there something you wanted to do? I figured you were probably going to hang out with your friends or something." That's the typical way he spends a Sunday afternoon.

    "No if you don't mind, I'm going to hang out here and watch the football game." He said.

    Of course I didn't mind. It was going to be nice to have some company and besides, I wouldn't miss my favorite team's game come hell or high water. Nothing in particular happened for the rest of the day but it seems worth mentioning just because it's another change that had occurred between us.

    Nothing of any significance happened for the next couple of weeks. We went about our lives like normal and I even managed to stop thinking about the time I got a glimpse of his dick. I did sense his eyes on me on a few occasions but I was never really sure about it. Just a sense like one has when you feel like someone's starring at you.

    Two weeks after the first weekend I told you about John had his homecoming game. There was a dance afterwards and some friends were having an all night party following that. When I got out of bed on Saturday he was just getting home. I fixed him some breakfast and then he said he was going to take a shower before he went to bed.

    He came out of the shower with a towel wrapped around him and asked me to wake him up in a few hours. "I don't want to sleep for too long or I'll never fall asleep tonight."

    I assured him I'd wake him at the requested time and then I went shopping for a while so that apartment would be nice and quiet for him. I made it home by 3:00 so I could wake him. When I opened the door to his room I immediately felt a shiver go up and down my spine.

    His blankets had come off and he was lying there completely nude. If I had thought I got a nice view two weeks ago, let me assure you the view this time was breath taking. He's got one hell of a nice body from head to toe and I felt guilty but I stared at him and enjoyed the view for a few moments. After a few moments I started worrying that he wake up and catch me looking. I pulled his blankets back over him and turned on the light. He never knew what I had seen but the sight stayed with me for a long time.

    My mind was racing at that point. Part of me just absolutely loved getting to see him like that and part of me was overcome with guilt for allowing myself to look. After he was up I decided I could use some privacy so I could think and told him I was going to take a nice long bath and relax.

    As I sat there soaking I realized how horny I was. My pussy was just begging to be played with and I wasn't about to deny myself the pleasure. I fingered myself for probably 15 minutes and then suddenly there was a quick knock on the door and John just walked on in saying he needed to take a leak.

    I immediately stopped touching myself but felt secure that he had seen nothing since I had the shower curtain drawn shut. I waited for him to finish and leave and then resumed my masturbation. The entire time I was in terrible conflict; I was picturing his naked body and telling myself to stop think of it at the same time. I guess the naughty side won out because I had a great climax, having to bite my lip just to keep quiet.

   Once I had allowed myself that pleasure I became convinced that there was no real harm in looking at him; after all, he's a very sexy young man. I even told myself it would probably be abnormal if I didn't look. I decided then and there that if the chance came to look, I was going to look. I wasn't exactly getting many thrills in my life anywhere else, in fact the orgasm I'd just had was the best I could remember for a long time.

    I wasn't exactly planning on raping him but really; but what harm is there in looking? I felt pretty naughty as I began to dress I began to wonder if he looked at me as well. I know that more than once I've felt like he was looking but I never have really caught him at it; Nothing definitive anyways.

    I had a sweat suit with me to put on over my bra and panties but decided that all I wanted was just the bra and panties. I even tossed the sweat suit into the hamper even though it was perfectly clean. I didn't want him wondering why I'd left it in the bathroom. Now he'd seen me in my underwear on many occasions but I'd never paraded around the apartment dressed that way intentionally before so I was very nervous. I took a deep breath to steady my nerves and opened the bathroom door.

    John was watching a college football game so I plopped down on the easy chair and joined him. He was dressed only in a tee shirt and boxers so I'd have to say if nothing else; we were both comfy. As is always the case, he looked damned nice in those boxers too.

    John did have to leave for a couple of hours to watch game films and while he was gone I busied myself working on some crafts. When he returned he found me sitting on the floor surrounded by bits of yarn and such but still dressed only in my bra and panties. He came in, threw himself down on the couch, and propped his head up in his hand. For the first time I felt like he was purposely looking at me.

    When I felt his eyes on me it really turned me on. My nipples got hard instantly and I felt a dampness grow in my panties. Wanting to make conversation with him but unsure of what to say, I asked, "Got a big date planed for tonight?"

    His reply was, "I did but we canceled it, have you looked outside at all? It's really getting bad out there." I had no idea that the weather had changed and we were getting an early snow. Not just an early snow, we were getting pounded. "We're supposed to get close to a foot before this is over." He added.

    "I guess you're stuck here at home with good ole Mom." I said to him. As I spoke I realized he was staring right at my boobs. I knew my nipples were still erect and I really found myself liking how he looked at them. I almost wanted to take my bra off and really let him look, but I knew that was going too far.

    After quite a bit a small talk, the whole time I felt his eyes glued to my body, John said he was going to take a shower since he'd gotten all sweaty from practicing new play in the gym after watching the game films. He excused himself and head to the bathroom.

    Unlike any time ever before, he didn't close the bathroom door behind him when he entered. As I told you before the apartment is pretty small and from where I was sitting I was looking straight into the bathroom at him. He took off his shirt and then undid his jeans. He pulled them off, then actually turned and faced me (though there was no eye contact, he was looking into the mirror to his side) he then peeled off his boxers and stood facing me for a moment. One of his hands then briefly cupped his balls, and then he turned and entered the shower.

    Watching him disrobe in front of me then touch himself had really gotten to me. My pussy was soaking wet and I needed to touch myself. I knew I couldn't though; he usually didn't take long showers. I had to be happy with just a couple of quick rubs. While he was showering some thoughts occurred to me; was he trying to tease me just like I was trying to tease him? Did he know I'd seen him naked? Could he have made sure I saw him on purpose earlier? One more question came to mind after that; if the answer to these questions is yes, how far can this go? Perhaps I had better just put the brakes on all of this right now. I even thought that perhaps I should go and put on some clothes.

    I got up to go get dressed and just as I did he stepped out of the shower and was drying off making no effort to hide himself. Our bedrooms are on either side of the bathroom so I had to walk towards him to get to my room. As I walked that way he asked me, "You need in here Mom? There's room if you do."

    "No honey." I said, "I'm just getting a little chilled and thought I'd toss my robe on."

    As I entered my room I wanted to slap myself for saying robe, I should have said dressed. Maybe I really didn't want to get dressed after all. I then reached for my full robe and it occurred to me I really didn't want it, so I put on my short dressing robe. No harm in him still seeing a lot of leg I thought.

    As I passed the bathroom door he was standing there in all his glory combing his hair and again made no effort to cover himself. I tried to pass by quickly but he stopped me by asking a question, "I'm not so sure any places will still be open with this weather Mom, what are we going to do for dinner?"

    I turned and looked at him as I answered, "oh I guess I'll fry us some hamburgers or something, we won't starve." As I replied he was facing me still combing his hair and it looked like he was becoming aroused. He wasn't hard mind you but there was definitely some swelling there. He just smiled at me and said that'd be fine by him.

    I walked away realizing that either he's gotten completely comfortable about us seeing one another or was definitely teasing me. I just wasn't sure which it was or which I'd prefer it to be. I then went into the kitchen to begin preparing some dinner. The whole time I did, I made an effort to keep my back turned to John. I was sure my face was flushed and I didn't want him asking why.

    When I dinner about ready I hollered to John to fix us some drinks. When he came into the kitchen wearing just his boxers. He was very nonchalant and there was no mention of his standing before me nude just a few minutes earlier. He was being so casual about everything that I just couldn't quite figure out if it all meant anything or not. As he fixed our drinks the back of his hand brushed lightly across my ass. I wasn't sure if it was on purpose or an accident but it sent shivers up and down my spine. I completely froze in my tracks for a moment.

    As we ate our dinner I kept wondering to myself who was teasing who in this home. Was he doing this deliberately or not? Was my imagination running wild or was he trying to entice me. I really was so unsure about it all and still didn't really know how far I was willing to push the preverbal envelope.

    There was one more incident of interest that occurred that evening. I was propped up on my knees on the couch. I wanted to look out the window to see how bad the snow was, and it wasn't looking good. We had at least a foot out there and it wasn't slowing down. I told John that he should take a look figuring that he'd look through the other end of the window. Instead though, he came up behind me, put one hand on either of my hips, pressed himself close to me, and looked out over my shoulder.

    His lips were close to my ear and I could feel his warm breath on my neck. He said nothing off color, in fact only talked about the weather but at the same time he pushed his pelvis into my backside and I could feel his hardness pushing against me. I'm not sure how long he stayed there behind me, it was probably just a minute but it felt like a lifetime. I don't think I took a single breath the whole time and my heart was beating a mile a minute.

    He eventually released me and nothing about it was said between us. It was perhaps an hour after that incident that I went to bed for the night. It took me a very long time to fall asleep that night. I had so much running through my mind and yes to be honest, I was downright horny. I allowed myself the pleasure of touching myself and I think I finally drifted off to sleep doing that.

     John was still sleeping when I woke up the next morning and I went to the window to look out. I was sort of hopeful that the roads were clear so I could go get some groceries. I felt like I just needed out of there for a little while just to think and clear my head. One quick look outside though told me that wasn't going to happen. The snow had stopped but it was a real mess out there.

    I was on my second cup of coffee when John finally got up. He stepped out to say good morning before going into the bathroom to take a leak and there was a very obvious tent at the front of his boxers. He seemed to purposely scratch himself in front of me; like he was trying to draw attention to it and then he went to take his piss.

    When he stepped back out into the living room he was completely naked and he still had an erection. Before I could react or say anything he just casually said, "I think I'll grab a shower before I have some breakfast." And then disappeared back into the bathroom. Once again not closing the door behind him.

    As he showered I couldn't get the image of his hard prick out of my mind. I wasn't expecting to see it and it left quite an impression on me. It was about seven inches long and I don't know of any other way to describe it but to say it looked delicious. I found myself moving so I could see him when he stepped out of the shower.

    When he was finished showering he stepped out and I really wasn't surprised that he made no effort to cover himself. What did surprise me though was he only briefly toweled himself in there. He walked out to the edge of the living room to finish drying himself. I probably should have told him to go cover up but just couldn't bring myself to do anything but stare at him. The way his dick bobbled up and down as he toweled himself had me mesmerized.

    I must have stared for at least a couple of minutes and then finally I realized I had better do something. I stood up and announced that I was going to take a good long bath. I walked past him and he simply said to me, "Have fun Mom."

    I stepped into the bathroom and took off my robe. I then bent over to start the water and waited till I got it just right and rose up to disrobe and waited for the tub to fill. I was reaching behind me to unclasp my bra when there was a quick knock on the door and then it opened. John stood there, still naked, and told me the news was calling for some more snow that night. Then he just leaned against the doorframe and stood there.

    "Did you need something John?" I asked him.

    "No" was all he said.

    I turned my back to him and took off my bra. Then I shimmied out of my panties and stepped into the tub. I settled down into the water and pulled the curtain shut saying, "Bye Hon, see you in a little while."

    My nipples were as hard and my pussy was wet. I knew for sure that he wanted me; this was not just a little teasing. He was getting braver and braver and I was doing nothing to stop him; in fact I realized that by never saying or doing anything, I was encouraging him. As I massaged my breasts and teased my nipples I wondered to myself just how far I'd let this go till I'd put on the brakes. It had to stop, didn't it?

    I wanted so badly to touch my pussy and bring myself relief; but I just couldn't allow myself. Part of me wouldn't simply because the door was still open and part of me wouldn't because of guilt. I was in such conflict over all of this. I had to admit to myself I wanted to make mad passionate love to John; but at the same time I knew how wrong it was to have these feelings. I wanted to scream, I wanted to cry, and more than anything I wanted to fuck.

    When I felt it was time to get out of my bath I stood up and opened the shower curtain and John was watching from the living room. He had a towel wrapped around his waist and wasn't hiding the fact he was watching me. I got such a thrill out of him looking at my naked body. My legs felt wobbly beneath me and I felt like I couldn't breath. My heart was beating harder than it ever had before and it felt like it was in my throat.

    When I was dry I put on a pair of panties and was going to put on a bra but thought to hell with it and just put my dressing robe on. I then walked into the living room and sat across from John. I wasn't sure what should or would happen next but I was filled with anticipation.

    When nothing was happening or even being said between us I decided to prepare us some lunch. "Does chicken-noodle-soup sound good to you honey?" I asked him. I knew he wasn't going to say no. He'd rather chew broken glass than actually fix his own meal.

    "Sure Mom sounds real good to me." He then replied.

    So off I went to the kitchen and busied myself getting things ready. As I stood in front of the stove and stirred the soup John came into the kitchen. "I think I'll fix some drinks for us while you get that ready." He said to me and I replied that I thought that would be wonderful.

    He had to reach over my shoulder to get the glasses out and seemed to purposely press himself right up against me to do it. I could feel his erect penis pushing against me as he did this and it sent a shiver up and down my spine. He was driving me crazy and I think he knew it.

    I tried to speak but couldn't get any words to come out, all I could say was, "John I, I." And he just told me to hush.

    I then felt something on my shoulders and realized right away it was his towel. He had taken it off and draped it on me. I guess it was his way of quietly letting me know. He then pressed against me again and this time put his hands on my sides.

     "I've wanted you for so long Mom, I can't take it any more." I heard him whisper into my ear. "You make my cock so hard, I've seen how you look at it, I know you want it too." He added.

    As he said this hands slid up and cupped my breasts. He rubbed them all over for a moment then untied the sash on my robe. As he did this I turned my head to him and he brought his mouth to mine and kissed me. As we kissed I turned to face him completely and he began pulling my robe off of me as we did.

    He ran his hand down the length of my arm till he was holing my hand. He then guided my hand to his erect cock and I wrapped my hand around it. I loved how the skin was so soft and I could feel veins bulging out of it. "John we can't do..." He stopped me mid sentence with another kiss.

    As we kissed passionately John's hands were all over me. On my ass, then on my breasts, and then he slid a hand down my tummy and into the front of my panties. When he felt how wet my pussy was he broke our kiss and said, "Oh God Mom, you're so hot, I knew you wanted this as bad as I do." I could no longer deny it.

    He pushed my panties down and off of me and I stepped out of them. He then crushed himself against me again and held me so tight as we kissed like the lovers we'd become. His tongue was intertwined with mine and nothing else in the world mattered at that moment. It was no longer a question of right and wrong. It was simply a matter of love.

    We broke our kiss and I said to him, "Why don't we go lay down on my bed lover?" and then led him by the cock to my room. We never once stopped touching as we lay down and snuggled together as lovers do. There was no rushing anything, John is a wonderful lover and rushed into nothing.

    John was finger fucking me as we kissed and I was so horny that he quickly brought me to an orgasm. "Oh yeah Mom! Cum for me baby, cum all over my hand Mom!" he was saying. I was more than happy to oblige him.

    As my first climax subsided he the said, "Mom I really want you to suck my cock, I want to feel it in your mouth." His voice was almost pleading.

   "Yes John, give me that cock, I want to suck it for you. All I could think about since I've seen it is how it'll taste!" I said not believing the words that rolled off of my tongue.

   He the knelt before me and offered his cock to my mouth. I let my tongue extend to it and savored my first taste and it was wonderful. I then opened my mouth and slowly took as much of it as I could. I think the way I purred told him how much I liked it and he began to fuck my face.

   It was his turn to cum quickly from all the excitement. He cock swelled and he tried to pull it out of my mouth. "Oh no you don't I said, you give it to me in the mouth baby!" I told him, and as I placed my mouth back on his cock I was rewarded with a tremendous load of his man cream. I swallowed every last drop and wondered at the deliciousness of it.

   I kept sucking his cock after that; I wanted it hard again so he could fuck me and he knew it. "Yeah Mom, keep sucking it. You love my cock don't you." Then he added, "Get it hard again Mom, I want to fuck you so bad." He was fingering my pussy to get it ready the whole time he was saying these things. He knew by both my wetness and groans I wanted exactly the same thing.

    Once he was back to his full hardness I was ready to be fucked. Told him, "Fuck me now John, fuck me like you mean it."

    I spread my legs wide and john crawled on top of me. I grabbed his swollen cock and guided it into me. The moment it entered me I felt more satisfied than I ever had in my life. He kept telling me how good my pussy felt and I in turn said the same about his cock. He fucked me in the missionary position for about five minutes and then turned me over and entered me doggy style.

    As he resumed fucking me I felt my orgasm growing. I looked over my shoulder at him and told him, "Yes baby keep fucking me! Keep fucking Momma! I'm going to cum!" and I erupted into a mind shattering orgasm. All I can say is that I my ex used to make me cum some of the time but even when he did it was nothing like this. My entire body was enveloped in it and it felt like it lasted forever. I actually passed out for a moment.

    When I regained my senses John was about to shoot his load. I encouraged him by saying, "Go ahead baby, cum in Momma's pussy! Give me your load! I want to feel you cum deep inside of me!"

    He unloaded inside of me with grunts and groans that were so loud they could have awakened the dead. Saying over and over again, "Oh fuck! Oh fuck!" he kept pumping me until every last drop of his semen was spent. He then collapsed on top of me and for the longest time in a sweaty heap. We were very quiet for a long time. John was the first to speak saying, "Mom?"

   "Yes John?" I replied.

   "I love you"

   "I love you too John."

 

 

 

 

 

 

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 The mat measured about 16”x24” but he was standing right beside her with his arm around her so they were both on it. One jolt and then a slight delay, I was lucky. Three single gentleman were standing back looking at Roger’s eccentric work of art, which was me. I had almost forgot about the pasties Roger had glued to my nipples and the cords that hung from them. They were glued to my nipples and hidden by the thick cones. It was out of mind, until I saw the woman reach up and pulled it down quickly. A sharp pinching pain went through my breast as I noticed the light above me turned off. Obviously the transmitters buried in the nipple cones had triggered that. She pulled it again. I felt the same shocking pain and the light came back on. They smiled in amusement and she laughed and held onto the cord as the display light above me turned back on. I bit hard on the short air tube that ran from my mouth to outside the latex and waited for her next pull. Apparently she had no idea that it was attached to real person’s fleshy breast. I wish she did, and that she might have an idea what it is like to have someone pull heavily on a lamp style cord glued to her nipple! She let go of the cord laughing and said, “this thing is pretty funny. The guy stepped off the mat reaching up toward me and grabbing on to my calf just below the knee and squeezed. I wondered what he felt and thought. Ouch! She pulled the cord and again a shocking pain and the light changed. Ouch! Once again she pulled it and the light came on. My nipple was stinging now. The female leaned into the man caressing my calf and said quietly into his ear, and which I easily heard, “I actually thought about me pulling that cord while it is wrapped around you cock.” He let go of my calf, and I can tell she caught him off guard. He said, “where are you going to get a cord like that?” She said, “I don’t know, I should just rip it off this thing and take it with us”.  I tensed up, wondering the kind of damage that would do to my nipple, and almost choked on the cum Roger had deposited through the breathing tube earlier on. The cum trapped in my mouth, the continuous taste, that I could not swallow due to the tight latex around my neck. If the filter tip was not on the end of the tube I definitely would have spit it out by now. I was suddenly brought aware once again, as the man stepped back on the mat inflating the growing object in me. This was the third time it expanded in me. Roger’s test of the mat and the couple’s first stepping on the mat were slight. This growth I actually felt more because I could feel it’s swell down low, near my vagina. He reached back up pushing against my inner thigh and said to his partner, “this thing feels amazing, it’s not hard at all.” The woman leaned into him again whispered, with me still listening, “it may not be hard, but I hope you will be later tonight”. She knew the single men near could not hear her, but just like the saying ‘the walls have ears’, I heard her clearly. They walked away and ventured to another part of the shop. It was then I noticed three of the single men who were browsing my area of the store take an interest in me. I would guess, they were intimidated by the female that was just here, which was rare in shops such as this. They swarmed around me like bees around a honeycomb. Or was it because it was something they never saw before? Because they thought my body attractive? Because they saw something of me that made them think there was a real person plastered to this wall, in the form of an X, showing every contour of her naked body under this stretched piece of latex? I guess I will never know but did wonder for my own confidence, ego, and maybe pride.

 

One of the men, a biker-type, came over to me, glancing at my spread eagle pose in the full, length mirror. The mirror was put in front of me by Roger, so I could look at myself as I hung there. Another lone man, walked over behind him. The biker stepped closer to me and onto the mat. Once more I felt the growing member inside me. It seemed to be swelling down near my pussy, near my most private of openings, but still inside me. As of now, I would compare the girth to that of what I have felt from having sex with an average sized penis. Yes, my boyfriends were average guys, normal sized, so this I based it on. Comparing the similar type feeling down there actually started to get me excited. He actually stepped closer, almost against under me and looked up between my open legs. I focused my eyes downward as much as possible, and could barely see his hand, but saw it go right to my pussy! Imagine that! I felt my body tense as he touched me there, very noticeable to me, even through the latex . I tried to move again, and I was reminded, once more,  that I was literally locked into place, not able to even flinch a muscle. He explored my private parts and with his fingers, gave a squeeze to my obviously bulging vagina and clitoris which was not only from me being excited, but from the staff inside me. I noticed my well defined slit in the mirror. The guy behind him said, “what do you think?” The biker replied, “it’s incredible what they can do with all these new rubbers and vinals. An older man, the third single man, walked over and stood in front of the mirror. The biker turned to him and said, “I wish some of the women I have met were this sexy.” I was taken by the compliment. He had no clue I heard him. If I could smile, I would have. I watched, and as if in slow motion, the biker walk away to my left, and the older man stepped away from the mirror onto the mat. More pressure, but higher now, deeper in me. The older man now reached up and decided he would check out my rubber encased pussy like the biker did. It actually sent shivers up my spine feeling a stranger do that, and then he batted one of the cords that hung in front of him. He then pulled the cord on one my same breast and the light went out once more. After the shocking pain again,  I saw him then grab the other curious cord and give it a pull. Nothing obvious had happened that he could witness, but the egg shaped vibrator buried deep in my ass sprung to life. That was the first time I made a sound through the tube leading out of my mouth. It was sort of a ‘yelp’ and judging by no reaction of anyone around me, the sound baffling filter worked. He looked around, trying to notice something that the cord pull might have changed, but saw nothing. He pulled it again, paying more attention to everything around him and saw nothing. For me it was relief as the anal egg turned off. I stared down at my small cone covered nipple, and watched him pull hard once more as if force would reveal what it did. I tried to yell out as it felt like my nipple was being torn. I watched the nipple cover dip downward and stretch, with my nipple still attached. He looked at me a little while longer and slowly walked away. The third gentleman, who was short and stocky, approached me as I noticed the 5 young guys made their way to the back of the store.

 

The short gentleman did not approach the front of me but stands to the side. I train my eyes to the left as far as I can see, but can barely make out what he is doing. Was he checking out my side profile? I feltl him lift the bottom of the frame move slightly away from the wall. Was he trying to see if it was 3D on the back too? I hoped he didn’t lift it higher and have it come off the hooks. Just then I saw Roger approach and say to the man “what do you think of my latest work of art Ed?” I wondered if Roger came over because had known the man, or because he saw the situation at hand. Ed said, “very wild looking for sure. It is quite a piece of art. The features are so lifelike” Yes Ed, a real person’s features, it was me! Roger said “Thank you. Let me get a step so you can get higher and see more of the detail.” Roger walked across in front of me, he gave me a wink, as he stepped on the mat, I wondered, I knew on purpose. That burst added more to the growing pressure, which now stayed with me. Roger returned with a small 6 foot ladder, purposely stepping on the pad before he pulled it to the side. That time I felt the growing dildo not only deep in my pussy, but also in my womb. The pressure was accompanied by a steady throbbing pain now. Roger placed the ladder sideways in front, and close to me. The mat was now placed in front of the ladder. He had to have done that on purpose. The five young men were now gathered in front of me, blocking my view in the mirror. Ed walked over to the ladder and Roger stepped on the pad once more, as if to make sure he added the next jolt instead of Ed. That was the biggest one yet. I tried to focus on what was happening next. Roger stood on the ladder his head just under my chin. Roger said “you should be able to see more detail now. What do you think?” Ed said, “I saw a few other pieces you did with latex and those rubber mannequins, but this one is the best.” I stared out over the store listening to Ed’s critique. Ed grabbed my breast squeezing it. He then said “Roger, these feel great. What is it?” Roger said “it a few new composites I am working with.” Ed said “Every feature seems true to scale, but why did you make the breasts so small?” Small I thought? I have a firm C-cup! Roger said, “it’s the submissive position. They naturally would look smaller with her stretched out like that. She is supposed to be a virgin. Young, thin, and sexy.” I was hurt by that comment of Ed saying I had small tits! I wanted to see them in the mirror but the 5 young men were blocking the view looking at some type of sex chair next to it. Roger’s comment made me feel better about how I looked on display. Ed climbed down the ladder, and stepped on what he should not have, for my sake. I am not sure if the bursts were getting bigger, or because of the growing number, but I felt my love tunnel now filled and pushing into my hips. I was thankful my legs were spread wide giving the invader more room to expand. What was more unusual was the feeling of the swell in my belly. It was a growing and stretching feeling for me there, which I never felt before.

 

I saw Roger adjust the ladder closer, pull something out of his pocket, keeping it from view, of Ed and the young men, and approach the ladder. The action by his foot again on the mat, caused a growing sensation of erotic pleasure, submissive energy, and throbbing pain. I felt an enormous growth in my womb, it was the biggest yet. I still had the mouthful of Roger’s load, from earlier, and almost spit it through the tube, which would have clogged it, and that would have been a dire situation for me. I wondered if I had clogged it, what would happen? I would assume that since I could not move of cry out, and nobody would notice that the situation had changed, I would suffocate, and that scared me! Roger was on the ladder, close to me and said, “There is problem with the transmitter and sex toy inside you.” Oh no! What could that mean? I was terrified and wondered what happened, and if my now quivering body showed, but I doubt it. He then said, “I am going to have to turn the mat off. Every time the bursts were growing in number, they were growing in size.” I knew it! I could feel them getting more extreme as they went! Roger said, “The fail safe meter shows you can take one more. That will put you at your limits with which your body can physically stand without any damage.” I was shocked at what he said about the mechanical device within me, but more relieved that he was able see this happening and stop it. If he had not noticed this, I can not imagine what could have happened to my insides, and I wouldn’t be able to even protest. Roger said, “I will give you the final burst as I step down from here and I hope you enjoy it as much as I do watching it. Once again, my mind raced and I felt myself get hot and attempted  to move any part of my body during this anxious moment. I watched as Roger put his foot down on the ground, and felt a huge jolt, and I was suddenly taken to the limit. I felt myself get very hot and my vision fade. I felt my pussy tunnel expand, and heard my hips pop, and felt my pelvic area expand to more than any man’s cock could ever do. I felt a shocking pain in the same area Roger stopped at, my cervix, before he pushed through its tunnel. I felt that most private womanly organ now being stretched. I bit hard on the tube, and try to tense every muscle in my body as I felt a tearing sensation inside me, as the scepter opened the canal wide. It was the same stabbing pain that soon turned into a throbbing pain that I was getting used to. It masked the stretching feeling, much less painful, that I would have felt as the tip of the staff continued to grow to it’s mechanical limits. It expanded my womb as far as it would go, pushing the latex to its limits also.

 

I closed my eyes screaming through my breathe tube and then it was over. I never saw Roger pick up the mat and carry the ladder away as he left. I felt less lightheaded but looked up and saw the same 5 young men now turn around from the contraption they were admiring and walk over to me. I suddenly saw myself in the mirror, and could not believe it. I was stunned. I saw the same latex covered female that now looked 9 months pregnant and ready to give birth, especially with wide open legs and a torso like that! It was hard to believe it was me! I stared at my swollen pussy, my bulging lower abdomen, my flaired out hips, and my huge womb, so obvious and overbearing. I closed my eyes as the five young men walked over to me. One squeezing my ankle, the other poking at my thigh. I then heard them talk, and it all ran together for me. “I thought she was sexier from further back”, “me too”, “she’s knocked up, that sucks, I thought my girlfriend was pregnant once”, “I like how you can see her pussy lips”, “no way, that camel toe pussy is nasty”, “you would fuck her though”, “no I wouldn’t, that is nasty”, “I’d fuck her”, “you would?”, “yeah, in her ass. Too bad we can not see that”, “it is probably fat anyways”, “I’d still fuck her in the ass”, “what about her tits?”, “I’d put my dick between those too”, “no, I mean do you like those?”, “yeah, but I like them bigger”, “yeah, me too”, “so do I. I like some big melons, she needs some implants”, “then she would be hotter”, “She looks like a slut anyways, especially in that pose”, “yeah, a cheap little whore, who some guy is would abuse”, “I’d still like her legs wrapped around me, they look nice”, “she does have nice legs”, “her hands look nice”, “her hands? Why?”,  “Nice for jacking me off!”, “you asshole”, “you ready to leave?”, “yeah, I seen enough”. I was stunned at the comments. Those young, horny, ignorant guys did not know how bad they just hurt me feelings. I was defenseless to comment back. I started to wonder what I had never heard people say. So many times I was told I could be a model, but that was a different look, not like a tied up pregnated whore. Would I look better with bigger breasts? Was my pussy so ugly besides being swollen? I was thinking way too much into the critiquing as I hung here for all to see and judge.

 

I looked to the front of the store and saw a woman walk in, go behind the counter, and give Roger a kiss on the cheek. He smiled back, they exchanged words and he picked up a set of keys. She resembled Roger and I wonder if it was his sister? I wondered what was going on next, as Roger said a few things to he, and walked out the door. How could he leave me like this? I saw a man and a women approach the counter. It was a couple I had not seen in the store before. The man pointed back at me, and they all three looked straight at me. They made their way through the store and now stood below me. The man said, “I think this is totally erotic and amazing. This has to be one of a kind”.  I realized it was Roger’s sister after she said, “All my brother’s works are. No two are alike and he tries to keep them as real as possible.” The woman spoke up and said, “So this girl is modeled after someone?” Roger’s sister said, “I know he said his latest creation, which is this, is modeled after a most beautiful woman”. I wondered if Roger actually said that? The man spoke up saying, “I think she is very pretty, and very sexy, and I think she looks fantastic pregnant”. The woman then said “her muscles are so well defined, her neck and shoulders so slim, and her chin and high cheekbones I would kill for!” They all laughed and I saw Roger’s sister grabbing the folded ladder and open it in front of me. Roger’s sister said, “you have to get a better look, and feel”. The woman walked up the ladder and the man approached me. The man squeezed my toe and then moved his hand up squeezing my foot almost massaging it. He said, “I think she has great feet too”. The woman said, “That because you just have a foot fetish”. He replied “yeah, but hers are perfect. I can imagine her in a pair of stiletto strappy heels”. The woman grabbed my breast under my nipple and on each side and gave them a hard squeeze. She then grabbed my upper arm, and squeezed hard again. That one actually hurt, and said “What is this made out of? It feels to real”. Roger’s sister answered, “Like I said, his works are very life-like”. The woman asked, “what is this thing in her mouth?” I thought to myself, this is the tube I breath with, but the filter is what is stopping me from getting rid of Roger’s cum dump and I wish you could taste it lady. Roger’s sister answered, “it might be some fetish thing, like a ball gag.” The man said, squeezing hard on by arched  foot, “this has to be a size 6. How much is this?” Roger’s sister said, “I don’t see it marked, but I am sure it is for sale at a fair price”. My anxiety builded as I never thought I was part of the store merchandise for sale! The woman asked, “well how much do you want for it?” Roger’s sister answered, “I am sorry, but I am not sure how much he is selling this for”. The lady climbed down off the ladder.

 

The man looked at his partner and said “Do you want it?” She nodded, and he looked at Roger’s sister for her some response. Roger’s sister said, “Well, you have always been great customers here, and I am sure that Roger wants a decent price, and one you would pay right?” The man said, “Money has never been an object for what we want, you know that.” Roger’s sister smiled, nodded, and asked “you definitely want it?” The woman quickly answered, “we do”. Roger’s sister excitedly said “it is sold then!” They all laughed. I was in shock at what just happened. I seriously doubted Roger had intended this. I was not for sale! I breathed harder through the tube, getting more nervous. My mind wandered back to this huge inflated rod inside me. I wondered how my skin had withstood the stretching? That thought was ended when I overheard Roger’s sister ask the eager couple, “so we can consider this deal done?” They both said ‘yes’ at the same time. Roger’s sister smiled and said “very good. It’s yours. I am sure you can settle up with Roger later. Did you intend to take it home tonight?” Wait! I am not going anywhere! Home?!? Whose home?!? My mind clouded and I could not believe this was happening! The man said, “We brought our box truck to leave with something interesting tonight. Can we get it in there?” Two single gentleman, that I did not even notice, came over said “we can help you load it”. Roger’s sister said “Ok. Let’s do it! Be careful everyone, we don’t want to damage it”. I felt them lifting the frame off the hooks. Once more I tried, and failed to move my body, to to do anything to stop this from happening. My world suddenly turned as I was taken off the wall and turned on my side. I watched the racks and merchandise pass before me as I was carried to the front of the store. Where was Roger? I needed his help right now! What would I do? Where was I going? I imagined being taken to their house, and hung in some kinky dungeon. They might never know that I was trapped in this creation. How long could my womanly organs take being stretched to their limits. I noticed the throbbing pain increase slowly from being invaded this unnatural way for so long. Would my last breath be taken through this tube?

 

I felt cool evening air through the latex as we were outside, everyone cooperating to get me to my new destination. I was laid flat and slid into the back of an empty box truck. I stared at the roof as I heard the doors swing shut. Everything went dark. I closed my eyes and wondered where I would be on display next.

 

 

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The front door unlocked and Roger came in. He smiled and said, “I am glad you decided to come for day two”, as he walked to the back of the store. He smiled and said, “I guess I did not scare you off after last night? You decided to still keep your promise of not quitting?” Amanda said, “I told you I am not a quitter, and I hope that curiosity does not kill the cat”. No pun intended to the cat suit reference. Roger arrived at Amanda and noticed she had put on the cat suit from the previous day. He noticed new accessories, different than the on the previous day. He said, “nice gloves, and I see you found the heels I got you”. Amanda also did not have the corset on from last night. Amanda initially thought the corset was fun and erotic, but after a few hours she could really feel the pressure of it pushing against her, and did not want to deal with any pressure that day. Roger said “you won’t be wearing that latex outfit, but latex is definitely the theme for tonight. Amanda wondered what he meant? He probably meant another latex outfit he had. They stood there in a moment of silence staring at each other, and Roger barked out, “are you going to take it off?” Amanda responded quickly by peeling it off herself and dropping it to the ground. Roger said, “Thank you. We have much to do before we open.” He walked over to an open area in the back of the store and Amanda followed, noticing a new 6’X8’ piece of very thick plastic with a metal frame around the edges. It was lying flat on the floor. It looked like an oversized picture frame. Roger handed her a few pictures to look at. Amanda had never seen anything like this before. Roger said “They are pieces of abstract art that I have made sold, a few times, to some customers. They are like a 3D picture. I take a rubber, very detailed, life like mannequin, dress it in pieces of lingerie, fetish wear, or just kept naked, and put it in a pose. I cover everything in a sheet of very strong, soft, and extremely stretchable latex I clamp the trim pieces around the outside of the frame, and it seals the outside of the latex sheet against the frame making it air-tight. I then connect a vacuum to the valve embedded in the sheet and suck out all the air. It is similar the way they vacuum pack food. It makes an erotic, large piece of art to hang on a wall.

 

Roger then said “as for tonight, let’s get you ready”. He came up behind Amanda and put a thick ball gag in her mouth, and quickly fastened it behind her head. Roger said “I have no time to listen to any questions or complaints tonight. We will need all the time we have before we open.” Amanda was now ‘literally’ speechless. He handed her a black corset with a silver ring hanging on each side. She put it on and he pulled it tight and tied it, displaying her Victorian figure now visible again. Four adjustable straps were then handed to her. Each had a silver ring attached to them also.  There were two for her wrists and two for her ankles. He helped her snap on the one-inch wide, round-studded wrist straps, and then the two identical type straps around her ankles.  Roger then said ‘lie down on the frame. Lie on your back and look straight up. Amanda got down on the frame and had her arms at her side and her legs together and wondered what was the point of this now? Roger said ‘OK, now spread your legs apart.  Spread you arms above your head now, in the spread eagle position.” Amanda was curious as to what was next, and felt very vulnerable and naked, with her legs spread wide, wearing only the corset and straps. Roger said, “don’t move”. Amanda did not move at all, and felt him go around to each wrist and ankle and do something, but did not feel him attach the clips to her wrists and ankles. They came out of the frame and she never saw them when she had laid down. He had just fastened the two corset clips when she tried to move her arms and felt them restrained. Amanda pulled at all four attachments and tried to move her hips but it was pointless. Surprised, she looked up at Roger and her eyes said, ‘what’s the idea behind this?’ Roger said “You are already a fantastic model, but now I am going to make you a work of art.”

 

Slight panic set in, as Amanda was helpless and lifted her head to watch Roger go down between her legs. He held above her, a lubricated, very slim, strangely shaped 16” dildo that was only about 1” thick. It looked more like a piece of stiff hose with a penis tip. Roger put the tip of the dildo against her pussy. He said “I am going to slide this deeply in you now, are you ready?” Like she had any choice? He said, “here it goes”, and Amanda felt it start pushing in into her moist young hole. She tried to moan through the ball gag and felt herself getting hotter as he did this. She felt more of it slide in and heard Robert stop pushing and say “that is 3 inches”. He then pushed deeper into her love canal and stopped saying, “that is about 5 inches.” Roger moved the dildo around inside her, getting her wetter as she moaned and squirmed, an orgasm building and seconds away. The anticipation of the night had brought her to this point very quickly. Amanda arched her back off the table, the board, her mind racing, and listened to Roger give a ‘play-by-play’ of his how much she had taken. He pushed the dildo deeper into her and the blood rushed to her head as she started sweating and tried to scream through the ball gag after wave after wave or pleasure came over her in a huge orgasm. Roger moved the dildo around inside her again causing spasms of pleasure that had built up and were now subsiding. Amanda then felt a sharp pain as he hit into her cervix, which was obvious noticeable to him by the way she suddenly jerked her wrists and ankles against the restraints. He stopped and said, “you took about 8 inches and bottomed out. Too bad.” Big surprise there she thought!! Amanda lifted her head and looked toward him and saw the other half of the toy sticking out of her. Roger then said “I have another 8 inches to go, I am only ½ way there.” What?!?! He could not be serious!!! It was as far as it could go! Roger said “I am now going to push this through your cervix into your womb, the reverse path of childbirth. It may be painful at first, but it can be done.” Amanda tried to bring her legs together but her ankle bonds prevented that from happening. Amanda screamed to no avail through gag, trying to get him to realize this was insane! Roger began the test. A sharp pain in her lower belly made her throw her head back and her chest in the air, as he pushed. He pushed against her female organs, as they tried to stop him from going beyond that point. She pulled at the straps again looking for some miracle, but she was locked. The pain became more of intense and shot through her body. Tears in her eyes, she slobbered around the ball gag. Amanda had never felt pain like this. Every muscle in her body tensed up. Roger worked it in slowly, trying not to damage anything, and to follow what he learned from all his research on the internet. Amanda felt like she was on fire inside and got a lightheaded feeling. She tried not to pass out and to fight through the pain. She stayed awake, but her body suddenly went limp, giving up the fight. She lost the battle giving up inch after in of her womanhood to Roger’s assault. The final stop for the cock tip was deep in her belly, and she felt it resting there. She moved her torso around, what little bit she could, and is positive that he penetrated the way he wanted to. Amanda felt the shaft in her womb, the place she had intended to keep untouched until the right time of having a baby grow there. Roger said excitedly, “Incredible, it’s all the way in! I knew I was right, that I could push through your cervix canal into and into your uterus. I knew it! I hope the pain was also pleasurable for you. The whole entire thing is gone and inside you”. Amanda laid there sweating, breathing rapidly, with her arms and legs numb, feeling the overwhelming pain subside, and begin to turn into more of inner pressure and throbbing ache that continued unnerving. Roger came over and knelt beside her, removing the ball gag. He said, “don’t say anything”. Amanda could not speak from the ordeal anyway. Roger said, in a concerned way, “You are OK down there. It was possible for your body to take it deeper than you ever thought. I have broken through one of those walls that you thought impossible. You did it”.”

 

Roger then unclipped the corset rings and removed the corset. He then lifted Amanda’s hips with one hand and she saw him pull something out of his pocket. It is a small, silver, egg-shaped object, and he held it up for her to see. He then reached down and pressed the cold metal egg between her cheeks and against her tight asshole. He held it there, pressed against her tight hole and then pushed with 2 fingers. Amanda’s muscles tightened to prevent the intruder from entering. Nothing has ever been in that tunnel before, as she is a virgin there. With a little more force, the egg opened her up, and she let out a loud moan that went on until she was out of breath. Roger pushed until she swallowed it all, her muscles closing around it. Amanda felt the cold steel egg work its way up inside her, up her tight anal cavity, her muscle spasms helping it, from what was going on in her other canal. 

 

Roger looked up at the clock on the wall noticing opening time closer, and he started to rush. Amanda lifted her head slightly to watch Roger near her feet, as he started to roll a precut piece of black latex over the frame and over her. It felt very thin and durable, like he had said. Able to slightly speak now, even though filled, she asked “how high are you going with that?” Roger said “all the way to here for right now” and stopped at her neck, just above her young perky breasts. Roger said, “this sheet has a few precut pieces and additions to it. I have added two small holes for each nipple, a breathing tube, and small mesh eye-holes so you can see out, but your eyes will not be visible to anyone. Amanda felt the latex roll over her face, as she closed her eyes and felt the breathing tube come to her lips. She took the snorkel tip end into her mouth, wrapping her lips around it. Amanda’s eyes opened and she stared through the small mesh eye-holes. She saw Roger attach a hose to a nozzle built into the latex sheet. The hum of a motor was be heard from under the sheet, and Amanda and noticed herself breathing heavily through the tube. The high-powered vacuum starts sucking all of the air out from between the frame and latex sheet, sandwiching her body in the middle. It was incredible, but in no time, the latex sheet started pulling against her, holding her down. Amanda felt the latex stretching over her and filling every curve and contour. She keep her head straight, and wondered how her mind could have drifted from what still lied buried in her most private womanly organs. It felt so deep within her, and so unnatural. The latex continued to stretch, filling every possible space, and stretched thin to allow every accent on her form to be seen. Amanda came to her senses when the motor stopped. She tried to adjust herself and could not. She was totally immobilized, shrink-wrapped and suctioned to the frame, not able to move even the slightest bit. 

 

Amanda just stared at the ceiling and noticed Roger kneeling beside her. Her nipples, under no pressure, protrude through the holes, the only skin visible.. Roger went to work on them immediately. Amanda glanced down through the eye-holes, as far she could, and saw Roger leaning over her black encased body. He had plastic nipple covers, which looked like pasties that an stripper might wear. They were very pointy and a silver cord hung from the tip of each. Roger said “These have micro-transmitters built into each, and the cord triggers a switch, like a lamp”. He used a heavy contact cement to fix them to her nipples. He pulled the right nipple string. A shock and pinch startled Amanda, and the overhead light above the bare wall behind them turned off. He pulled the cord once more, and the light turned back on. He then pulled the left nipple cord and another shock went through that nipple. The minute it did, she felt the metal egg that was buried in her ass start to vibrate and pulse. It sent shudders through her and she felt herself get hot again. Roger put his head to her stomach and felt it. He said, with some surprise, “‘wow, I can barely hear or feel the vibrations”. Probably because it was buried deep in my bowels, Amanda thought. He pulled the string again, giving her another quick pinch and the vibrations stopped.

 

The latex blanket has been suctioned into every possible area and it defined Amanda’s young attractive figure very sexually. Her bald pussy was incredibly defined as the latex revealed every bit of her lips, hole, and mound.

 

Roger knelt down above Amanda’s head, looking at her helpless and well-defined body. He looked at her shapely body, admiring her curves and saw how perfect it was from the combination of genetics, her age, her diet, and all her exercise. He was pressed for time before the store had to open, but could not resist giving her something in the only hole that remained. He pulled out his cock and stroked it above her face. Amanda saw his balls swinging and dancing in front of eyes. Within minutes, he held his cock over the opening in her only lifeline and came down it. He stroked it and made sure every last drop got down the air hole. Amanda felt the hot semen hit the back of her throat. She tried to swallow quickly, as he shot burst after burst, but count not, because the latex was so tight around her neck. The pressure caused her not to be able to swallow, but continued to allow her to breathe. Roger heard her yelp as she realized she could not swallow, but she also did not choke. Amanda made sure she kept the cum in the back of her mouth, and tried not move it around at all. Amanda thought to do this so she would not choke. A huge wad now rested in the back of her mouth. A thought came to her mind about just spitting it back up the tube. Roger had just finished putting his now soft member away, and quickly pulled something out of his pocket.  He screwed it on the end of the breathing tube. It did not affect Amanda’s breathing, as it continued without interruption. Roger said “this is a filter which will continue to allow you to breath normally, but it is a type of high tech baffle material. It filters sound waves that pass through it. You can scream, moan, or make any other sound, but no sound will come out the other end. It is amazing but very fragile, so do not think of trying to spit that mouthful I left you back out through the tube. It could clog it up, and that would be very bad news.” Amanda eliminated that idea of spitting, and decided that she would be forced to hold a mouth full of his cum once again until 2 AM.

 

Roger took the frame near Amanda’s head. He lifted it, with her attached, and dragged it back, propping it up against the wall. He worked it up the wall, getting it into an upright position. Amanda now stared out across the store. He then lifted it once more, getting it caught on hooks embedded in the wall. Amanda now became a picturesque hanging on display, about four feet off the ground. Amanda hoped she was suspended well, or she would give new meaning to the phrase ’falling flat on your face’. Roger rolled a large mirror across the room and positioned it in front of her. Amanda witnessed what was done for the first time, and was in awe. She saw herself, spread eagle, the only thing against the large, empty wall. She thought about how she had the form of a human bug splattered against a windshield. Amanda observed how the latex showed every defining feature. It was like a snapshot of the exact position she was in when the air was sucked out and was wracked with extreme pain. It was evidence by her hands and feet. One hand was in a tight, clenching, fist position, and the other had fingers spread wide open. One foot had her toes pointing at the ground, arched, like a ballerina position, and the other foot pointed up but with toes curled under.  Roger said, “look down if you can.” Amanda did and saw him put down a black mat in front of her. Roger said, “there is a pressure pad and transmitter in the mat. When someone comes over to admire you, you amazing work of art, and they step the pad, it will slightly and remotely inflate the pussy toy hidden inside you”. Roger took a step forward and stepped on the mat. Amanda’s body shivered as she felt the 16 inch dildo slightly swell starting at the base. Roger said, “don’t worry, it takes a half minute or so to reset, and you only get one burst even though someone just remains on the mat.” I was glad as he stood on the mat, and did not step off. Roger said, “Something else not to worry about. The toy will only get so big and stop. It is failsafe. We can not have you exploding through the front of the picture.” Amanda wondered what his size definition of ‘it will only get so big’ was? She noticed the clock on the wall, it was now 7:00 PM. Roger said, “for your sake, I hope it is a slow night.” He then walked to the front door to open the door. I wondered how many people were waiting outside. Amanda then wondered a few things. She wondered how many visitors the store would have tonight? She looked at herself in the mirror, and wondered how many guy would find her attractive enough to take the time to get a close up? She had always gotten looks, whistles, and compliments from guys who obviously found her attractive, and that was not as revealed as this. Amanda realized now that her model figure had become a ‘double edged sword’.

Roger opened the heavy shuttered windows, and Amanda could not believe what she saw. Roger was happy to see all the business tonight. The storefront was crowded with men waiting to get in. Amanda looked into mirror at the cords hanging from my sensitive breasts then down to the lonely mat placed in front of her. Roger greeted the customers as they entered, many of them regulars. Her eyes went back to the door when she heard a man say to Roger, “That pony girl was great last night! I brought a few friends tonight to see what other new additions you might have.” Amanda closed her eyes and heard a different voice saying, “What is that hanging on the back wall? I have to definitely check that out first”.

By the time I reached high school, I still had not had any real relationships. I had kissed a few boys and held a few hands in the halls, but nothing more. I was still masturbating, now usually twice a day and I couldn’t get enough. It was almost like a ritual for me. I would lay naked on my back and rub my budding breasts with one hand while pushing the middle finger of my other hand in and out of my tight hairless pussy. It felt sexy to shave my pubic hair so I kept it shaved all the time. My breasts were larger than most of my friend’s and I must have had a nice ass because my friends would always comment on it enviously. I only weighed about 120 pounds and kept myself in good shape. I guess I was pretty, although I didn’t attract many of my male classmates. It was at least a little my fault I guess. It was during high school that I discovered I really wasn’t attracted to boys my age, and I probably pushed them away without realizing. It was the girls my age that I found more appealing. I knew I wasn’t a lesbian, though I guess you could say I was bisexual. I most fantasized about older men. It was amazing to me, but I would find my mind thinking about a male teacher at school, or a friend’s dad as I fondled my clit and fingered my pussy.

By the time I was a junior in high school, I was sexually frustrated. Masturbation was no longer completely satisfying my urges and my mind was always preoccupied with sex. Even so, I still was not attracted to the boys and I wanted to do something to try and get my mind off sex. Instead, I sent into effect a series of events that would turn my almost dead sex life into an unbelievably wild life of a whore. I decided to go out for the weight lifting team that year. It was early November when my best friend Emily began talking to me about joining.

"Becca, you should really come lift with me. You would do good in your weight class," she said.

"I don’t know Em, it just seems like a boy’s sport to me."

"Not really," she said, "A lot of girls do it too. We just compete against each other and the perks are great."

"What perks?" I asked.

"Well there’s a lot of perks. For starters, you get to wear these tight little suits that show off your body great. And, you get to meet a lot of boys. The guys wear the suits too and they look great in them. And then there’s coach Griffin."

I knew immediately what she meant. Coach Griffin was the weight lifting coach and the best looking teacher in the school. He was in his mid-thirties and had recently been divorced. He was tall and muscular and always had the girls in school laughing at his jokes and his comments about them. Don’t get me wrong, he had never been with any of the girls as far as I knew, but everyone was smitten with him. The rumor around the halls was that he was very well-endowed, but no one had any proof that I knew of.

"I’m still not sure if it’s my thing Em. Let me think about it, ok?"

That night it was all I could think about. I had seen the outfits they wear and I always wanted to try one. I thought they looked so sexy. I also couldn’t get Coach Griffin out of my head and I fingered myself three times that night imagining what his cock must look like, and how big it was. In my fantasy, it was the biggest in the world, and I imagined him pushing it in and out of my pussy as he sucked on my sensitive little nipples. I knew the next morning I would be signing up.

It was a Friday and I went to Emily’s house after school to stay the night. We had planned it earlier in the week, but now I especially wanted to hear more about weight lifting. After supper, we went to her bedroom and she told me more about it. It sounded good and I told her that I would sign up on Monday. We were both in just our bras and panties (we both wore thong underwear) just like a couple of girls at a slumber party when our conversation turned more personal. I knew Emily was boy-crazy but I didn’t know she was so active until we began to talk.

"I want to tell you something." Emily had a quirky smile on her face as she spoke. "You know I’ve told you that I had sex with Billy the other night, but I didn’t tell you the whole truth."

Now she really had my attention. Emily had been known to put out for the boys and she had told me how she had sex with Billy last weekend in the back of her car. What she told me next took me completely by surprise though.

"I didn’t tell you what happened after Billy and I went back home." I was all ears by this point and coaxed her on as she blushed.

"Well, it was late and we were obviously tired so he asked if I wanted to just stay the night at his house, you know, cause I live way out here in the boonies."

"Sure, go on," I said, waiting intensely for the rest.

"I called my parents and they oked it because Billy’s dad was home. Have you ever met Billy’s dad?" She asked.

"No, I don’t believe so," I said.

"He’s about 40 or so and he really is a good looking guy. Anyway, he and Billy must have a special relationship because as we sat on the couch next to his dad, Billy began to kiss me and run his hands all over me."

I was stunned, "your kidding!" I said, as I waited for more.

"No, I’m not lying. He was all over me and his dad just sat there watching tv. I was very uncomfortable about it but his kissed were making me very horny and soon I forgot his dad was even there."

"Don’t tell me you did it with Billy while his dad was right there!" I couldn’t believe my ears.

"Yes," she said, "and that’s not all." Her face was red as a beet and she was smiling uncontrollably as I coaxed her on again.

"What else!" I asked. The anticipation was unbearable.

"Well, I was sitting between Billy and Mr. Pierce when Billy suddenly leaned back, and unzipped his fly. I was so horny I just reached in and grabbed it without thinking and started to suck on it."

"You’re lying now!" I screamed, as I started to laugh.

"No, I’m serious! I’ve never been that horny before and I forgot about his dad completely until . . . "

Now I was really anxious. What did she mean by that? I could hardly wait as she paused a moment. She must have seen in my face that I was ready to burst when she continued.

"Suddenly I felt a hand on my ass. At first I didn’t think much of it. I figured it was Billy’s hand, until I saw that he had both hands at his side. I looked around just as Mr. Williams was pulling my shorts down!"

"GET OUT!" I screamed, as Emily started to lightly rub her nipples. I hadn’t noticed until then that I had my hand down the front of my underwear, lightly rubbing my clit.

"I’m telling you the truth! It was weird I guess, but being so horny, I just turned my attention back to Billy and let it happen."

She was now really rubbing her tits hard and I slipped a finger into my snatch. We were both playing with ourselves right in front of each other! The story had both our attentions though, and so we just let it be. I decided to probe her for more details and she didn’t disappoint.

She started again, "Well, as I was sucking Billy’s cock, I felt Mr. Williams’s tongue on my pussy. He was really good at oral, so I began moaning uncontrollably. After several minutes I could no longer concentrate on sucking Billy’s dick, so I raised up and made myself more available for his dad."

"YOU DIDN’T!" I yelled as she laughed.

 

"He then raised up and put his cock inside me. God, he was huge! Billy didn’t exactly match up if you know what I mean. It took a while to get going, but he fucked me for several minutes until he and Billy switched places."

"You mean you sucked his cock while Billy fucked you!" I asked, completely mesmerized by it all.

"Yeah, and I could barely fit the head in my mouth. Anyway, this went on for quite a while with them switching positions. At one point I was bouncing on top of Mr. Williams’s cock while Billy fucked my mouth. I feel like a real whore telling you all of this."

"Well don’t stop now!" I said

She continued, "This went on for a while longer until they were both ready to cum. It was like out of a porno movie or something! I lay down in the floor while they both jacked off into my mouth. They actually came at the same time!"

"YOU SLUT!" I screamed, smiling from ear to ear. I couldn’t believe what I just heard.

"You let them cum in your mouth?!"

"Well . . . Sure!" she answered. "All the guys love it when you let them."

Without hesitation I asked her what it tasted like. She said it really tasted quite good, but was hard to describe.

"It’s not like anything else I’ve tasted, but I kind of like it. It makes me tingle when they cum in my mouth, almost like a mini-orgasm, so I don’t mind at all. I’ve even asked a couple of boys to do it, even though they were embarrassed."

I was beyond horny now as I was desperate to give my clit some attention. Looking back, I think Em must have known the state I was in and her conversation suddenly changed to us.

"Becca; I feel like a real slut telling you this. Seriously, do you or any of the other girls talk about me?"

"No, I think it’s very bold of you to take such adult steps before anyone else in our class. I mean, there is occasional talk about you giving it up, but it’s just the prudes anyway. I love your stories. Besides, who cares what anyone thinks, right?"

"I guess you’re right," she said "I just didn’t want you to think less of me."

I knew she really didn’t care what others thought but I guess we were best friends and she was confiding in me. I reached over and put my hand on her leg for comfort.

"Em, I think you are the greatest." I was trying to be supportive so I leaned over to give her a quick kiss. As I did, I lost my balance a little and my hand slipped all the way up her thigh to her pussy mound. I half-caught myself but not before I found myself in an awkward position. I was on top of her with my hand cupping her mound. Our breasts pushed hard together and our lips were only inches apart. I looked into her eyes and was about to apologize when I noticed a look from her I had never seen. It made me hesitate. I also noticed her panties were soaking wet just like mine. Before I could speak, she raised her lips to mine and gave me a deep kiss. I let my lips part as our tongues met. Her hand came up to caress my breast as I instinctively began to rub my middle finger around her clit. We hadn’t planned it, but because of an erotic story and a slip, we were now so horny, our bodies just took over. I didn’t stop once to wonder if what we were doing was right or wrong or anything. At that moment, I wanted Em and she wanted me. After several minutes, we broke our kiss and not a word was spoken. We were like two wild animals. I raised up and practically tore my bra off as Em did the same. I quickly slid down her body, stopping only briefly to suck her nipple and tongue her bellybutton before I was burying my face in her snatch. Her panties were soaked but tasted good as I licked them up and down over her pussy. Then I pulled the panties to one side exposing her wet little snatch. Her pubic hair was neatly trimmed and I had a full view of her cunt. I quickly began to run my tongue up and down her slit a few times before exposing her clit. It was engorged and hard and I began to suck and lick it with as much skill as I could. I really didn’t know what I was doing, but judging by her moans, it must have been pretty good.

"Oh God Becca! That’s so good! I can’t believe we are doing this!" she moaned.

I just kept licking and sucking the best I could. It wasn’t too long before Emily started to gyrate and her moans became much louder. Her pussy suddenly became very wet with a gush of her juices and I lapped them up until she came back down from her orgasm. I was excited because I knew now it was my turn. I had never been touched by anyone other than myself and I could hardly contain myself.

"That was great Becca!," Em said, "You sure you’ve never done that before?"

"Just shut up and come do me now!" I said half jokingly, half seriously.

I lay back and watched as Em moved closer toward me. I shivered as she ran her tongue up my stomach and rested on my left nipple. She sucked hard and nibbled ever so slightly. I was so horny. I felt her hand reach my mound as she continued to feast on my breasts. She began to finger me, slowly at first, but she quickly sped up the pace. I began to moan loudly as she finally started down to my pussy. When she reached my mound she hooked her arms around my legs and then looked at me. I felt a little uncomfortable making eye contact with her. Suddenly what we were doing seemed really taboo.

"You shave your pussy don’t you?" Em asked. I smiled, but was more than embarrassed.

"Well, so what! It looks like you do a little trimming yourself," she just smiled back at me.

"You’re really going to like this Becca. I’ve been practicing." She said.

I was stunned. "On whooOOOOO . . . OH GOD!!!"

Before I could even finish my sentence, she was feverishly lapping and sucking at my pussy. Her head was moving quickly up and down and side to side. Her hair was swirling around my pubic region wildly. It was so fast and so intense. I have never experienced anything even remotely like it, not even in my more vigorous masturbation sessions. She seemed to know just when to hit my clit and when to let go keeping me at the verge or orgasm for what seemed like forever. I couldn’t control myself as I must have been screaming bloody murder. Finally I couldn’t stand it any more as I raised up enough to grab the back of her head and pull her face hard into my snatch. She took my clit in her lips and sucked hard, at the same time licking it with the tip of her tongue. I felt my orgasm overcome me and I closed my eyes tightly. I fell back and my ass came high off the bed, but she never released me until I had collapsed in the best orgasm ever.

I was still coming down from my orgasm and was a little light headed when I thought I heard a man’s voice. I was still trying to shake the cobwebs out of my head when I looked down between my legs at Emily. She still had her arms locked around my legs and I could see that her face was covered in my juices. I could only see the profile of her face as she was looking to her right at the bedroom door, but she looked horrified. I quickly looked to see her dad standing at the doorway. Mr. James was in his pajamas and looked more than upset.

"What in the hell is going on here?!" His voice was loud and scared the hell out of me. I could only lay quiet with an ‘oh shit’ look on my face.

Em said "Daddy, we were just . . . " She trailed off and I can understand why. What could she say? We were caught red-handed.

Mr. James quickly spoke up. "Emily! You get to my bedroom! You will sleep in there tonight and I will take the couch. Rebecca, you will sleep here and we will talk about this in the morning! Just feel lucky that your mother is out of town!"

Emily looked back at me with tears in her eyes and then got up. Her thong slipped down to her knees when she rose and she just pushed it all the way down, stepped out of them, and hurried past her dad and down the hall. I watched her dad eye her naked body as she passed him. I was still laying there completely naked except for my drenched thong which was pulled and stretched to one side. I was completely exposed to my best friend’s dad and it was extremely uncomfortable to say the least. To my surprise, Mr. James stood in the doorway for several more seconds. I saw his eyes scan my body and I noticed he had a huge hard-on poking out in his pajama bottoms. The front of his pajamas was wet right where his cock was protruding. I didn’t move until he finally turned and walked down the hall to the living room. I lay there several minutes still stunned by what had happened. I looked at the clock and it was three o’clock in the morning. I suddenly realized how stupid Em and I were to be so loud. We obviously woke him up. After about ten more minutes I took my soaked panties off and got under the covers and tried to go to sleep.

It was about four in the morning and I was still wide awake. The events of what had happened kept running through my mind. I was sure Mr. James was going to tell my parents and I was really nervous about that. Mostly though, I thought of how Mr. James’s hard cock bulged out in his pajamas. It was as close as I have come to seeing an erect penis and it was clogging my mind. I was beginning to feel horny again with all the recall and I decided to go get a drink of water from the kitchen to try and calm myself back down. I wouldn’t be able to sleep a wink until I did. I didn’t bother putting any clothes on. I figured by now everyone was asleep and I wouldn’t be gone that long anyway. I walked as quietly as possible to the kitchen and found a glass in the cabinet. I was still drinking from the glass when I heard a moan from the living room. I looked to the doorway toward the living room and saw a glow. My curiosity got the best of me and I decided to investigate. As I rounded the corner, I could see that the TV was on and what I saw make my nipples harden. There was an older man on the screen and he was fucking a teenage girl from behind. The teenage girl on the screen was saying the most obscene and taboo things I had ever heard.

"Oh yeah, fuck me daddy! Fuck me daddy! I want all of your cock in my virgin hole!"

I was aroused and astonished by what the girl was saying. I watched until the man finally pulled his cock out and went around beside her as she rolled over on her back. She was still talking as he jerked himself off.

"That’s it daddy, shoot your cum all over my mouth!"

His cock was beautiful. It was the first porno and the first cock I had ever seen. I was rubbing my clit when the man started to cum all over the girl’s face. That’s when I heard Mr. James moan. I hadn’t even thought of him being in the room until then. I was completely caught up in the porno. Mr. James was sitting on the couch in front of the TV and I could see that he was naked. I walked closer to get a better look and I saw his cock in plain view. It was huge! It was much bigger than the man’s on the TV and I was fixated on it. He was jerking it slowly when suddenly I thought of Coach Griffin. Surely his cock wasn’t any bigger than Mr. James’s. I found myself trying to imagine Coach Griffin sitting there jerking his massive cock when suddenly Mr. James jumped up out of his seat and looked at me.

"Rebecca? What are you doing in here?" he asked.

I was startled and confused for a moment. I hadn’t realized how close I was to him before he saw me. I was only a few feet away and completely naked.

"Oh, I’m sorry Mr. James. I just got up for a drink of water and heard some noises in here."

"How long have you been there?" he asked.

"I’m sorry sir. I shouldn’t have come in here. I just liked your cock and . . . "

It was out of my mouth before I knew what I was saying. I suddenly realized it and ducked my head. I took a few steps back toward the kitchen when Mr. James told me to stop.

"What do you mean you liked my cock?" he asked.

"Nothing. Nothing at all." I didn’t know what else to say.

"You know, you and Em have really grown up. I can understand your curiosities. Hell, everyone has those feeling growing up."

"Really," I said, turning back toward him. The fact that we were both completely naked didn’t seem to be a big deal anymore.

"Sure," he said, "In fact, if you are really that curious you can have a closer look at me if you want."

I wasn’t sure what to say to that. But next thing I knew, I had walked right up to him and was running my hands over his chest. He was well built and not bad looking for his age. I guessed he must have been about forty years old or so. I continued to run my hands through his chest hair for several seconds as I eyed his cock. Suddenly he spoke again.

"You can touch me there too if you want." He was pointing down toward his crotch and smiling.

I knew it was wrong but I was horny again. It seemed somewhat innocent. I was only doing it for educational purposes anyway. At least that’s what I told myself as I dropped down to my knees in from to him. I studied his cock for several seconds just looking at the curvature of his massive cock head and the thick veins that ran up his shaft. I could see it very clearly in the glow of the TV that was now just a blue screen as the tape had ended. I also studied his scrotum and the large testes that rested perfectly inside. I reached out with one hand and cupped his ball sack as I wrapped my other around his shaft and began to rub slowly. It was so big I could barely get my hand around it as I started to quicken the pace. I massaged his balls lightly as he started to moan. I hadn’t noticed until now that his hands were on my head running through my hair and it was really turning me on. My pussy was wet again and I could feel my juices start to slowly slide down my thighs. I had never been more horny in my life. Suddenly he began to pull me closer toward his cock and I looked up at him.

"Oh Rebecca, your really getting me hot. Your tits are so big and your body is so young and tight. Please suck my cock."

I looked back at his cock head and saw a small drop roll out of the slit on the end of his cock. I knew it must be a small dab of cum rolling out and I decided to try it. I opened my mouth and licked the drop off his cock head. He moaned as I did and it tasted really good. Em was right, it didn’t really taste like anything I could compare it to. I swallowed the drop and opened my mouth wide as I let his cock inch into my mouth. I closed my lips tightly around the head and began to suck. I figured that was what you did since they did call it ‘sucking cock.’ He then pulled my head into his crotch as his cock filled my mouth. I really did like it and started to suck up and down his shaft, taking as much of his cock as I could.

"Oh my God, you’re going to make me cum Becca!" he said loudly. I didn’t know what to do so I just kept sucking. A few seconds later I felt his cock swell in my mouth. His body tensed up and I felt a warm quirt of thick liquid hit my throat. I almost gagged but managed to swallow it as he pumped more of his cum in my mouth. I pulled some of his cock out so I could hold more of his cum until my cheeks were bulging. I couldn’t hold anymore and I had to pull away. I felt a couple more squirts hit my cheek as he pumped at his cock. I swallowed most of what was in my mouth. The rest ran down my cheeks and onto my breasts. I loved it and wished that I could have swallowed it all as I scooped up as much as I could on my fingers and licked it off.

"Wow! You really liked that didn’t you?" Mr. James asked.

"Yes, it was good." I replied shyly.

"Well, we had better get to bed. Let’s just keep this our little secret. What do you say?" he said.

Little did he know that I had something else in mind. He had already turned to pick up his pajamas off the floor when I asked him.

"Please fuck me now Mr. James."

I couldn’t help myself. I didn’t want to be a virgin anymore. I need a cock in my pussy or I would go insane. Mr. James was big and I figured I would also know what Coach Griffin’s cock might feel like, instead of just imagining it at night. He was a little stunned by my request.

"What? Did you just ask me to fuck you?" He replied, still unsure.

"Please, pretty please. I want it now. I want you to be my first. I don’t want to be a virgin anymore." I must have sounded like a cock-starved slut I though.

"I don’t know Rebecca. There are some things to consider first. I mean, I could get you pregnant."

"I’m on the pill" I said, and he smiled as he dropped his pajamas back on the floor.

"Well, you are a little slut tonight aren’t you," he said.

I blushed a little but wanted it even more. By saying that he only made me hotter as I stood up and kissed him hard. Our tongues met as he reached down and roughly jammed a finger into my cunt. I moaned loud as it felt great. My pussy was throbbing for attention.

"You’re sure a wet little teenage slut aren’t you?" he said, as he broke our kiss. I just closed my eyes and moaned at the feel of his hand on my cunt.

Then he picked me up and sat me on the couch. I spread my legs wide as he crouched down between. I watched as he positioned his cock at my entrance. He then leaned down over me as I put my arms around him. He pushed hard at my entrance until his cock head finally penetrated. It hurt a little and I felt full as he penetrated all the way inside me. It was not as painful as some of the girls said it would be, but I did feel stuffed. He let me get used to it a little before he started to pump his cock in and out of my pussy. I had never been so full as I began to moan loudly.

"God you’re tight," he said as I bit my lip trying not to be too loud. He then began to suck and lick my nipples and I was in heaven as this man pumped away at my pussy. I was starting to really get into it and began to match his thrusts with my own. After several minutes he said he couldn’t wait any longer.

"Cum in my mouth again," I said. I figured I was officially a slut now.

He smiled and quickened his pace which sent me into another major orgasm. I was still squirting when he pulled out, raised up, and pointed his cock at my face. I opened my mouth and saw a large white rope of cum leave his cock and land on my forehead. I then raised up and took his cock into my mouth not wanting to waste anymore. He emptied his balls into my mouth for the second time tonight as I greedily slurped and swallowed at his cock for more. Finally he stood up and lifted me to me feet. My legs were a little wobbly as he walked me back to Em’s room. He kissed me goodnight and then disappeared into the shadows of the hall. I made it to the bed and collapsed. My pussy was gapping widely as I fingered my cunt a little. Fatigue finally set in as I drifted to sleep dreaming of his huge cock inside me.

I woke the next morning at about eleven o’clock with the thoughts of all that had happened the night before floating in my head. I didn’t know what to expect as I got dressed and walked out toward the kitchen. Emily and her dad were already at the bar talking.

"Good morning," I said, hoping things were ok. Mr. James was dressed in a business suit and just finishing a cup of coffee. Em was still in pajamas and finishing breakfast.

"Hello Rebecca," Mr. James said, "There’s some eggs in the skillet there if you want some breakfast. I have to get to work for a meeting. I’ll see you all later."

He had no more than walked out the door when Em started in about last night.

"I can’t believe what we did last night! I can’t believe we got caught either!" she said with a giggle.

"Me either! So, what did he say when you saw him?"

"That’s the most amazing thing. He didn’t say a word. Here I was worried to death and he was more friendly than ever. I finally brought it up and he just shrugged and smiled and said ‘girls will be girls.’"

I was not as surprised as Em was to hear that. What kind of hypocrite would he be if he bashed Em for licking my pussy when I drank from his balls only an hour later. I decided to probe Em about something she had said to me the night before.

"What did you mean when you said I was going to like it because you had been practicing?" I asked. Suddenly her face became very serious, "I shouldn’t have said that I guess."

"What do you mean?," I asked, becoming a little concerned.

I waited patiently as she continued. "This isn’t going to be easy for you to hear, but I have been practicing off and on with a girl you are really close to. She is actually a woman."

My mind began to scramble for whom she might be talking about when suddenly an awkward thought entered my brain. Em had been staying over at my house very often lately. My mom had been almost insisting every weekend that she stay over. When she said it was a woman, I put two and two together and thought I had my match.

"Wait a minute! Tell me you’re not talking about my MOM!" I was becoming angry.

She hesitated and then said "yes" very shyly. I was steaming for an instance until I remembered what I had done last night.

"How? I mean why? How did it happen?" I was so stunned, and I was barely able to speak

"Well," she started slowly, "It was about four months ago when you were away at your aunt’s house. I was bored and decided to borrow one of your movies so I went to your house and your mom answered the door in a bikini. She looked really hot and I commented on how good she looked. She told me I could borrow the movie and started back toward the pool. I commented on how hot it was outside and she invited me to join her out by the pool if I wanted. She said I could borrow one of your bathing suits so I decided to take her up on her offer. After a while of chitchat she asked if I would mind rubbing some lotion on her. I figured she meant on her back but instead she took her top off and asked me to do her front. I couldn’t say no then, so I began to rub the lotion first on her stomach and then up to her breasts. Your mom really has nice tits and I was getting really horny and next thing I knew I kissed her. To my surprise she kissed me back and then asked if I would lick her pussy. She said she would lick mine next and before I could even comprehend the situation, we were both naked and I had my face buried in her pussy and she was moaning like crazy. She made good on her promise and licked me after she came. It has just continued since that first time. I’m sorry Becca. I never meant for it to happen, but now I don’t want it to stop. Please don’t hate me."

I wasn’t really too mad by the time she finished her story. I was actually getting pretty hot by her description of fucking my mom. I even found myself fantasizing that it was me licking my mom’s pussy.

"It’s ok Em." I said. "Besides, you may be the one mad after I tell you what happened last night." I decided to tell her since she was so honest with me.

"What do you mean?" she asked. "I know what happened last night."

"You don’t know what happened after you went to your dads room." I was about to spill my guts when she said something that stopped me in my tracks.

"Yes I do. You and daddy fucked each other on the couch." She said, very as-a-matter-of-fact like. I was shocked without belief.

"YOU SAW THAT?!" I quickly replied.

"Yes," she said calmly, "I was standing behind you the whole time daddy was fucking you. You just didn’t see me."

I was still puzzled, "But if you were behind me, your dad must have seen you."

"Sure, he watched me fuck my little pussy with a carrot while he rammed his big cock into your cunt. He has a big dick doesn’t he?"

My mind was swimming now. Could it be possible? It sounded absurd even as I was thinking it, but could Emily be fucking her own dad?! I was too shocked to speak so Emily began to make things clearer for me. She was smiling wide and racing with her story.

"Oh, I can’t stand it anymore! I just have to tell you! What you’re thinking is right Becca. Daddy and I have been fucking each other for almost a year now. Can you believe it? Mom doesn’t know a thing about it yet, but I hope we get the courage to let her in on it soon. She still has an amazing ass for an older woman. Anyway, I wanted to have you first though. We set the whole thing up. I just didn’t know it would be so easy. I was supposed to get you excited with my story about Billy, which evidently worked. You’re falling on top of me just sped things up and made it easier. Then daddy was going to walk in on us and act really mad. God bless him for letting us get each other off first. I’ll bet you anything he listened to us while he jerked off in the hall. He’s such a horn ball."

She laughed out loud as I still tried to make sense of it all. I was getting horny listening to the story and I notice she was slowly undressing as she continued.

"Anyway, I was going to come to your room and get you about an hour later and show you that daddy was jerking his meat in the living room and basically we were going to have a threesome, if you would go for it. Instead though, I just missed you and you were already sucking daddy’s cock by the time I arrived. I decided to just sit it out and let you have your fun."

She was now completely naked and I could feel my pussy getting wet again. Emily was really beautiful, more so than me, and I was falling in love with her body. Her breasts weren’t as big as mine, but her ass was just as sweet and her waist was tight and small. Her skin was evenly tanned and had no blemishes. I couldn’t keep my eyes off her.

"How in the world did you and your dad ever . . . " She stopped me before I even finished.

"I knew you would ask and ironically it was almost exactly like you. I caught him jerking off to a porno late one night and I was so horny I had to have him, even though he was my dad. The only real difference is that I had to talk him into it and you didn’t. He wouldn’t go for it at all at first but I was persistent. I finally grabbed his cock and dropped to my knees before he could get away. I had only sucked a few seconds and that was all it took. He came almost instantly. I guess he was really turned on having his own daughter suck his cock. And we’ve been fucking and sucking each other almost daily ever since."

During her story she had walked up to me and starting unbuttoning my top. By the time she finished her story, we were both naked again, horny for each other. Within minutes, we were in the 69 position on the kitchen floor sucking and moaning into each other’s pussies. After we had both nearly drowned each other with our juices, Emily got off me and reached a hand down to help me up.

"Oh my God Becca, you are really good at eating pussy. Now lets go shower and get dressed. We are supposed to be over at your house in an hour." She was still almost out of breath from her orgasms.

"What do you mean? What for?" I asked, also trying to regain my senses.

"I told your mom about my plan and she said if it worked, she wanted us three to have a little pool party today! She’s really exited about fucking you! She ate my pussy so hard after I told her my plan that I nearly passed out when my orgasm hit. She’s really horny for you. And you’re going to love your mommy’s pussy. It’s so lovely, and her big tits are enough for a meal. If you think I’m good, wait until you’re mom eats your pussy! I can’t wait."

And with that she took my hand as we scurried down the hall toward the bathroom. I don’t really remember the shower or the drive over to my house. My mind was swimming with thoughts of everything that had happened and everything that was going to happen. I couldn’t believe that in mere minutes I would likely be having sex with my own mother; an idea that would have seemed preposterous twenty four hours ago. However, now I was actually horny for my mommy. She really was a gorgeous woman for her age. She was still very young looking in all her features. She could probably pass for late twenties. Her breasts were large and firm, thanks to a boob job she got as a Christmas gift from dad a few years ago. She really kept her body in shape and she liked to dress daintily to say the least. I hadn’t really thought of my mother in such sexual description before but I sure was now. The thought of her big tits pressed against me and her lips on my pussy were causing me to rub my clit as Em drove.

"Good lord girl, you really are becoming insatiable aren’t you?" Em laughed, as she noticed my hand between my legs.

"I really am becoming such a slut aren’t I?" I was laughing as I said it, but I knew it to be more than true as Em pulled into my driveway.

I was really nervous as Em led me through the door and into the living room. She called out for my mom and she came practically running down the hallway wearing her skimpiest bikini. She was dark and beautiful and any apprehension I had before about going through with this quickly washed away.

"So, what’s the verdict?" mom asked, looking at Emily.

"It’s defiantly a go mom." I replied before Emily could.

Mom smiled a big warm smile, and walked over to me with her arms out.

"Oh my precious baby girl. I have wanted this for so long. I’m going to make you feel so good from now on."

I guess I was just expecting a hug but instead she wrapped on an arm around my neck and placed her other hand firmly on my breast. Then she kissed me hard ramming her tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her and grabbed her perfect ass cheeks as we kissed for several seconds. Emily was now beside us rubbing both our pussies with opposite hands when moms suddenly broke free and backed away.

"Wait girls. I have a surprise for you. Now I guess if you didn’t know before, I am not the best wife in the world, which is to say I keep boyfriends on the side to satisfy my needs. Your daddy is not always around you know Rebecca."

I was a little hurt to hear it at first, but I guess it seemed silly to think of mom as faithful to only dad after all I’ve learned in the last day.

"Now don’t be mad Rebecca, but I was cleaning up in your room the other day and I noticed your diary on the bed. Well, curiosity got the best of me and I took a look inside."

I was surprised by it but not upset. "No mother, it’s ok, I shouldn’t have left it out like that."

"Well anyway, you had written some fantasies about a certain Coach Griffin in the diary."

"Yeah, so what are you getting at mom. Don’t tell me you think less of me for it. We just made out like two newlyweds." I said with a smile.

"No, that’s not it. Coach Griffin is one of my boyfriends and I read where you were fascinated with finding out how big his dick was." She really had my interest now. I knew Emily was confused a little too, by the look on her face.

"I was hoping that Emily might have the same fascination as well. Do you Em?" mom asked.

"Well, sure. I think every girl in high school has fantasized about it." Em replied.

"Great!" mom said, "Then you will both be proud of me. Oh Nathan . . . "

She was looking back behind us toward the opposite hallway as she called his name. Emily and I looked around with amazement as we saw Coach Griffin standing there completely naked with a raging hard on. We were speechless.

"Hello girls," Coach Griffin said, "Your mom told me about this interesting situation and I decided I couldn’t pass it up."

I watched as he walked over to where Emily and I were standing. He came to me first and stopped just a couple feet from me. He was muscular and tanned with no body hair whatsoever from his neck down. I was stunned. His cock was enormous. Even larger than Mr. James’s and I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. It must have been thirteen inches long if it was one and so big around I dare to even describe. To make it even better, all his pubic hair was gone which made everything look even bigger and better. His unnatural sized cock slumped downward from its own weight as he stood watching me. He then took a couple more steps further and I shivered as he put his hands on my breasts. He began to undress me slowly and I actually felt an orgasm building even though he hadn’t touched my pussy yet. By the time he got to my panties I was moaning and trying to keep from attacking him. As he lowered my panties past my knees, I came. I had fantasized so many times about this and it made my juices flowed down my inner thighs as I stepped out of my panties and stood there with only my shoes and socks on. Coach Griffin then dropped to his knees and reached around me clenching my ass with his strong hands. I felt him run his tongue up my thighs licking my juices and then I felt his tongue on my slit. I was a little wobbly suddenly and had to put my hands on his shoulders for support. When I did, I noticed that Emily was laying underneath us, completely naked, and trying to stuff as much of Coach Griffin’s cock into her mouth as she could. Then I felt two new hands on my ass. I looked around just in time to see my mother spread my cheeks and lick my asshole. I was in whore heaven and loving every minute of it. It still all seemed so strange. Not twenty-four hours ago I was a virgin still fantasizing about when my first time might be, and now I was a sex slut sandwiched in between my teacher and my mother. Before long I was basically having one long intense orgasm that wouldn’t stop. The attention I was getting was just too much. Emily had taken a break from cock sucking to do a little on my nipples. Coach Griffin’s strong arms had more or less lifted me completely off the ground. I still had my hands on his shoulders for balance but mostly I couldn’t reach the ground with my feet. His face was pushing up hard into my snatch while mom was trying to bury as much of her tongue up my ass as she could. With the three of them touching and licking me at the same time, it was all too much for me. I began screaming so loud that I think Emily thought for a moment that I might be in pain. I was cumming a constant stream of juices that I knew must be almost choking my beloved coach. I could feel him come up for air every once in a while but it was never long enough to stop me from cumming. I was so wet from my pussy down that I felt like I had been in the shower. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt in my life. I think the others were getting off just looking and listening to my reactions. I was involuntarily shaking and moaning loudly when suddenly I felt my feet come down firm on the floor again. Everyone had stopped and before I could comprehend why, Coach Griffin was standing up in front of me and quickly lifted me high off the ground.

"Wrap your legs around me now!" he commanded and I was more than happy to oblige.

"Debbie (that was my moms name) lift my cock up toward Becca’s pussy for me would you?" he said.

I couldn’t see her, but she must have done what he asked because suddenly he thrust me downward and his entire cock slid painfully into my cunt with one mighty push. I screamed out loud as tears filled my eyes. This time it really hurt, but I was wet enough that his whole cock was throbbing inside me. I was in enough pain that I couldn’t speak but I thought he would realize and let me go. I was wrong however, as he started to lift me up and down violently as his cock pumped in and out of me. He was standing up holding me and I had my legs around his waist. He was fucking me hard, grunting every time he thrusted me downward and his hips upward.

"OH GOD COACH, PLEASE LET ME GO! YOUR COCK IS TOO BIG! IT HURTS TOO MUCH!" I screamed.

To my surprise he only began pumping harder as I saw my mom walk around me and to the back of Coach. I saw her put her tongue in his ear for a moment and kiss his neck. My eyes were filled with tears but I could see the grin on her face as she whispered to Coach Griffin.

"Go faster Nathan. She doesn’t really want you to stop. It will start to feel good again soon. Fuck my daughter coach, fuck her with your massive cock."

I knew I was in it for the long haul then. I began to sob a little which only made Coach Griffin more aggressive. I remember hoping he would cum soon and it would be over with. I was crying hard and yelping with every thrust for several minutes. I could feel someone underneath me and knew it must be Emily because she was the only one I couldn’t see.

"That’s it Em! Suck his huge balls! Finger your pussy you little slut!" Mom was really enjoying being in command of the situation.

After a while the pain began to subside and it did start to feel better. My sobbing began to turn into moans of pleasure as my stretched pussy was getting more used to the huge cock it was taking in. The pleasure in my cunt rapidly began to intensify and I started to cum again. I could feel Emily’s tongue on my pussy licking at my juices and Coach’s shaft. Once again my orgasms were flowing with no end in sight. He was still fucking me hard and I was wondering how he could control his own orgasm so well. When my last one hit I felt dizzy and everything went black.

When I woke up, I felt a tingle at my pussy and saw my mother right above me looking at me with a smile. She had an ice pack on my cunt I guess in case she thought I hurt there. I could hear screaming and looked to the side of the couch I was lying on to see Emily lounging in a chair with both her legs up high on each of Coach’s shoulders. I could tell she had been crying also, but was now moaning in pleasure as coach pounded her pussy. I looked back at mom.

"Did I black out?" I asked.

"Yes darling, but I knew you were ok. It was just from the sex." She answered.

"Has he cum yet?" I asked, wondering how he could last so long.

Mom smiled, "No, not yet. He has the best control of anyone I’ve ever been with. But wait until he does cum. He cums more than a horse!"

"I love you mom. Why don’t you take off the ice pack? It doesn’t hurt anymore. I want you." I whispered as she lowered her head to give me a kiss. She had only meant for it to be a short kiss I suspect as I felt her try to pull away. I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her as hard as I could into my mouth. Our tongues met as I felt her pull the ice pack away and her fingers enter my cunt. I continued to make out with my mom for several minutes as Emily was screaming obscenities at Coach Griffin to fuck her harder. I still say she is a bigger whore than me, but I’m catching up. When we finally broke our kiss, mom looked at me lovingly.

"Would you like mommy to lick your pussy?"

"No mom, I want to lick your pussy. You haven’t had anyone fuck you yet and I can tell you need to cum."

No more words were needed. Mom rose up and I started to rise as well, thinking we were going to switch positions. Instead she put a hand on my chest and gently pushed me back onto the couch. I watched as the took a step or two forward until she stood right beside my head. Then she lifted her left leg up high and placed it between my head and the backrest of the coach, straddling me. Her right foot remained on the floor. Then she slowly started to swat down until her pussy was just millimeters from my lips. Her eyes never left mine as she squatted, and she had one of the finest bodies I had ever seen. She could have been a movie star, or better yet, a porn star with that body. I flicked my tongue at her clit a few times, teasing her, before I finally reached my arms around her hips and pulled her down into my mouth. It didn’t take long before she was moaning loudly, almost matching the noises Emily and Coach Griffin were making. I still couldn’t believe he hadn’t cum yet. It had been nearly forty minutes since this all started. Anyway, after a few more minutes of licking and sucking mom’s pussy, I could feel her begin to shake. Her legs became wobbly and she could no longer support herself as she fell to her knees, one on either side of my head, and her pussy firmly on my lips now. Then came her orgasm which was so wet I thought I might drown before I could swallow it all. Much of it ran down my cheeks and onto the couch, but I drank as much from my mom as I could. She was still breathing hard when I saw Coach Griffin put his hands on her cheeks. She never opened her eyes, instinctively turning her head with coach’s force and taking in as much of his cock in her mouth as she could. She was moaning muffled sounds as she sucked his cock. I did the only thing I could do being pinned between mom’s legs; I ate her pussy. I kept my eyes glued in on mom as she sucked coach’s cock. Then coach grabbed the sides of her head again and she seemed to know what that meant. She opened her mouth wider around his cock as he began to fuck her mouth. If I didn’t really understand the term ‘deepthroat’ before, I certainly did now as coach began to quicken his pace. I knew he was pushing his cock as far as humanly possible because mom’s moans would be silenced momentarily with each thrust cutting off her air. I then felt Emily begin to eat my pussy and I was in heaven again. This continued for several minutes until coach suddenly stopped fucking mom’s mouth and stepped back.

"I will be ready to cum soon. First, I want to ass fuck you."

Mom’s expression took on a strange combination of lust and fear as she stepped back onto the floor and rose to her feet. Emily raised her head from my pussy and we both watched intently at what was about to happen. Mom then went over to the chair that Emily got fucked on and dropped to her knees on the rug. She leaned over into the seat of the chair as Coach dropped to his knees behind her. Mom had a troubled look on her face as she called over to me.

"Baby, would you go to the bathroom and bring the petroleum jelly in here for Nathan sweetheart."

I looked at Emily and she seemed to be as nervous for mom as I was. I remember thinking, "there’s no way!" as I jumped up to do what mother said. When I returned, Coach Griffin was fingering mom’s asshole and jerking on his cock. Mom was looking a little more easy when I handed the jelly to coach.

"There you go Coach Griffin, please be careful." I pleaded, hoping he would.

"Thank you honey," he said, "but your mom can handle it."

I was actually feeling a little sorry for my mom and I told her she didn’t have to do it if she didn’t want to. But she just shook her head and told me it was ok. I went back over to the couch with Emily as we took each other in our arms. I was getting hot again thinking about what I was about to watch. Coach Griffin’s cock was not just long, it must have been as thick as his wrists and I couldn’t help but be curious about how this was going to work. I once pushed a zucchini part way in my ass during masturbation, but it wouldn’t go even half way in. Now coach was about to put his massive cock into mom’s ass and I couldn’t believe it would fit. Emily and I kissed each other and sucked on each other’s nipples a little, but our eyes never left mom and coach as he spread a very generous amount of vaseline on his cock. He then put a large blob on mom’s asshole. He placed his cock at her entrance as I saw mom’s body tense up from the stimulation.

"Just relax Debbie, your going to love this. I can’t believe you’ve never done it." Coach said.

That news made me all the more nervous. Mom had never even been fucked in the ass before and now she was about to take in a monster cock? I was worried and excited at the same time.

"OH FUCK, WAIT NATHAN! GO SLOWER FOR GOD’S SAKE!" Mom screamed with displeasure.

Coach had barely push his cock head in before mom was stopping him. He seemed a little frustrated but did what she asked.

"Ok, go ahead. But go slow damn it! This isn’t as easy for me as it is for you!" Mom sounded a little put out but still willing as Coach continued is penetration.

Coach Griffin had only gone an inch or so more when mom was screaming at him again. The head of his cock was inside, but just barely. His frustrations got the better of him finally as he ignored mom’s last request. I watched wide eyed at coach and my mom as he grabbed her firmly by the hips and gave a hard thrust.

"NO, I SAID STOP! OH SHIT, FUCK, IT’S TOO BIG. AWWWWWWWWWFUCK!"

Mom tried to fall forward away from him but the chair she was leaning on only let her go so far before coach dropped his weight down on top of her with a loud grunt. She was crying and begging for him to stop as he continued to push, his cock over half way in now. Emily and I were horrified and I was wondering what any of us saw in this jerk, when suddenly his entire cock was in. I was paralyzed with fear. He then stopped and rested, slumped over and lay on my moms back panting. He didn’t move until mom had stopped her sobbing. I knew her ass was stretched and must have been beginning to adjust to his cock. To my surprise, she then turned her head around and kissed coach on the lips.

"Oh thank you Nathan. It feels so good now. You know what I really want and need so well. I shouldn’t have yelled at you. Please fuck my ass."

I couldn’t believe it! I thought she would be ready to kill him and instead she was thanking him! I suddenly began to wonder how good his cock must feel in her ass to be that forgiving. I also felt bad about thinking of coach as a jerk. He was obviously doing what she really wanted. He must have known somehow. Emily was still clenching to me and seemed confused when I lowered my head to her nipple. She began to relax, seeing that the situation was ok again and I felt her hand on my pussy. We began to kiss long and deep as we fingered each other, peeking glances every now and then to coach and mom, who were making quite a lot of noise on the other side of the room. I was really starting to get into the love making Em and I were enjoying with each other when suddenly Coach Griffin let out a yell.

"OH YEAH, I’M GOING TO CUM!"

With that, our lovemaking stopped and both Em and I were watching Coach Griffin very closely. Mom, who was still face down in the chair, suddenly raised up and swung around quickly until she was on her knees in front of coach. His hand was a blur over his cock jerking it roughly as mom kneeled in from of him with her mouth wide open.

"Come on over here girls and get a taste. I’ve got plenty for everyone." Coach said.

I was a little nervous because of what mom had said earlier about him cumming like a horse, but I found myself rising off the couch even before he had offered the invitation. I reached for Em’s hand and we walked over and positioned ourselves at either side of mom on the floor. Mom was massaging his balls when the first stream erupted. He had pointed his cock directly at mom’s face when he popped. I watched in amazement as his long stream hit mom forcefully on the cheek and then across the bridge of her nose, glancing off onto Emily’s shoulder. It seemed to last forever as it slowly came to a steady stream flowing from his cock and onto mom’s breasts below. His cum was white as snow and very thick. His cock was still cumming when he turned toward Emily. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth wide as I say a second rope of cum let loose from his cock head. It was even larger than the first as it shot directly into Emily’s mouth. I saw her eyes open wide as she gagged hard on the load that I was sure landed directly in the back of her throat. She slumped forward and a gallon of cum must have come out of her mouth and onto the rug as she gasped for air. The last of coach’s second stream landed in Emily’s hair and then he turned his cock toward me. I opened my mouth and pulled my tongue back to cover my throat as he shot a third humongous stream into my mouth. My mouth was almost instantly filled with his cum and I closed and swallowed hard. His cum tasted really good as he continued to spew on my face. I was completely drenched when I saw him turn back to mom and shoot another stream into her mouth. It was still as large as ever and she handled it like a pro. He must have shot fifteen or more streams before he finished and each of us got a belly full and then some. We all had cum almost completely covering our faces and tits before he finally finished and was milking the last of his load onto Emily’s tongue.

"I told you!" mom said as she turned to me. Her face was almost unrecognizable, covered all in Coach Griffin’s sperm.

That’s when us three girls took turns licking and sucking all of his cum off of each other in one big cum orgy. Coach Griffin just watched on as we feasted on his seed he was so kind to give us. I couldn’t get enough and I’m pretty sure the other girls couldn’t be either. By the time we had finished, coach’s cock was hard again and he was ready for more. He really was a sex god.

"Let’s all go shower first." Mom said. "Then we can get back to fucking."

Our orgy was striking up again in the shower as Emily and mom were taking turns seeing who could stuff more of coach’s cock into their mouths.

"I’m going to get something to eat." I said. Emily decided to join me so we left Coach Griffin and mom to do their business.

Emily and I dried off and went into the kitchen when we saw my dad standing in the living room looking dumbly all around. The whole room was a mess, especially the rug that had caught some of coach’s cum during his explosion. Dad then turned and looked at me and Emily. We were horrified and didn’t know what to say.

"What’s going on here? Why are you two naked?" Dad asked calmly, his face a picture of confusion.

I still couldn’t speak, but was now feeling strangely aroused by the situation as I started around the bar and toward my dad. I scanned him over as I walked. Dad was a good looking man with a strong body. I had never though of him in a sexual way before, but my friends would often comment on how hot he was. Emily once jokingly told me how she would like to fuck my dad and I was starting to see her viewpoint.

"What are you doing home so early dad? I thought you weren’t coming home until Monday?"

"I took an early flight to come home and see my family and I found this."

His speech sounded calm but confused as he pointed to the wet stains on the rug. I continued to walk toward him and I caught him staring down at my young body several times before I reached him. I was horny and had decided to do something that I never would have dreamed. I was going to seduce my own father.

"Where’s your mother?" he asked, sounding a bit more upset.

"Don’t worry about her dad. I’m right here." I said as I reached for his hand. I pulled it up to my body and placed his palm on my breast. I could see he was dazed by this but he never tried to pull it away. I was nervous, but decided to go after it.

"I can do anything mom can do for you. I can see you have had a long week and I want to help." I said, as I put my hand on his crotch.

His cock was hard and I took that as a very good sign. I was actually able to give my own dad an erection and that will do wonders for your self-esteem I learned.

"Yes sir Mr. Davis, I want to help too, if you will let me. I think both of us together could relax you even more." Emily said. I had forgotten about Emily being even being there, but I guess she was as horny as I was and wanted to join. She was standing right next to me now and rubbing my neglected breast as I felt dad start to rub the one he was attending.

"Girls, this is insane. We couldn’t possibly . . . and with my own daughter . . . its wrong." Even as he was saying the words, he was still rubbing my breast and ogling over our young bodies.

As an ice breaker, you might say, Emily dropped down in front of dad and started to unzip his pants. I was pleased to see him remain still and do nothing to stop her. I looked down just as Em was reaching in to pull out his cock. I was surprised to see how large it was. It wasn’t as big as Coach Griffin’s, but every bit as big as Mr. James’s cock had been. I must have been in cock heaven and was thinking of how lucky I was when Emily put dad’s cock into her mouth. She sucked it a few times and then pulled it out.

"It’s just like my dad’s cock Becca." She said, and dad moaned loudly when he heard it.

"You have sucked your dad’s cock?" he asked Em.

"Sure, and now me and Becca are going to suck yours."

With that she put his cock back in her mouth and began to suck harder. Dad looked up at me with glassy eyes and then leaned over and kissed me full on the mouth as our tongues met. Then I broke the kiss and dropped down to join Em in sucking daddy’s cock. It was an incredible feeling having my dad’s cock in my mouth and I thought of how it was his semen that actually created the slut who is now sucking him for more. Em must have been aware that I was not going to share his cock with her until he came, so she suggested we move to the couch so she could get more involved. Dad sat down into the couch and I quickly dropped to my knees in the floor in front of him, taking his cock back into my mouth. Emily stepped up onto the couch and straddled my dad’s face as I saw him licking at her cunt. She was starting to moan loudly with pleasure as dad hooked his arms around her hips and pulled her fully down into his mouth. I was sucking as hard as I could when I felt his cock swell and his sperm shoot hard into my mouth. I was determined to swallow it all as I never let him loose. He emptied his balls into my mouth for several seconds until my cheeks were bulging with his cum. I slowly pulled my mouth from his dick, careful not to spill any of his sweet juices, and swallowed it all down. His cock was still hard and very wet so I quickly stood up, turned around, and sat my pussy down on his large dick. I began to fuck him with all my might. I never wanted to please a man anymore than my daddy and I didn’t want to disappoint him this time. My back was turned to him and my hands were on his knees as I fucked him hard.

"I want to lick my daughter now." I heard him say. I looked around to see him smiling at me and Emily was already on her way down to take over for me. I stood up and Emily took a seat on daddy’s cock as I made my way over to straddle his smiling face. As I lowered myself down, he began to lick me feverishly. I was quickly on my way to orgasm when he began to moan loudly into my cunt. I knew we was cumming again and looked around to see Emily jerking his cock as he was cumming onto her face. He didn’t have the stamina that Coach Griffin did, but he was still enjoying the hell out of himself. When I saw daddy cumming on Emily’s sweet little lips, my own orgasm hit and I nearly lost consciousness as I came all over daddy’s face. After we had all regained composure, Emily and I sat on either side of daddy and took turns kissing him for several minutes.

"Oh thank you girls! You don’t know how much I’ve fantasied about this very thing. I hope we can do this again sometime." Dad said.

"Sure Mr. Davis, I think we can handle that." Emily said, smiling at me.

"Sure thing!" I said, "I want us to do this a lot."

"So, where the hell is your mother anyway Becca?" dad asked.

Before I could say anything, mom walked right out into the middle of the floor in front of us.

"Right here Leon, watching you fuck our daughter and her best friend." Mom said, trying to look upset.

"Debbie! I didn’t know you were here!" Dad was obviously nervous as hell. I couldn’t help but smile at him a little.

"Sure I was here. I saw all of it. And you have some nerve having a threesome with these girls!" she said.

"I know your right." Dad said. "It was a horrible thing to do." He was looking down at the floor unable to look mom in the face.

"You’re damn right, and it was horrible. You didn’t even invite me to join!"

Dad quickly looked up at mom’s smiling face. He was completely confused again when Coach Griffin walked in.

"It’s ok sir. I took care of your wife for you while you were busy."

Dad was baffled beyond belief when he stood up and yelled, "What the hell is going on around here!?"

We all cracked up laughing as mom walked over to dad and gave him a kiss.

"Don’t worry honey," mom said. "We will be more than happy to show you."

After that we had one big orgy. It was even more fun having two dicks to play with and I have never been happier. Since that night Coach Griffin decided he had better quit his job at the school to start his own business, to avoid any controversy. He also decided to move in with us, with dad’s blessing of course. He sleeps with me in my bed and I have access to him whenever I want. I now even ask him to fuck my ass and that first time was memorable both because of how much it hurt at first, and because of how much I loved it after the pain went away. I am my mother’s daughter after all. I still call him coach, and dad actually likes having him around to help out with mom and me, and not to mention Emily, who is at our house almost every day. Sometimes she brings Mr. James with her. They still fuck regularly, but she mostly likes to come to our house by herself. She wants to give my two guys all the attention. We are insatiable and keep our men hard and busy most of the time when we’re home. It’s defiantly a two-man job, but they couldn’t ask for a better one I assure you.